The Plow

"Chen Wendong wants to kill you."

Ling Shu read this sentence and raised his head.

"Kill who? Kill me? Kill you?"

"I bought the newspaper outside this morning." Yue Dingtang said.

Before Ling Shu could ask any questions, he reviewed the process of buying newspapers himself.

"I came out early today and didn't eat at home. I bought a morning newspaper on the way, and then went to the stall to eat soybean milk pancakes. The newspaper was on the table. There was someone at the same table who left earlier than me. After eating, I brought the newspaper over. gone."

It is very easy to carry notes in public places. Newsboys, snack shop owners, diners at the same table, and even passers-by who pass by cannot be found at all.

Ling Shu: "It should be to kill me."

Yue Dingtang raised his eyebrows and questioned.

Ling Shu: "A few days ago, Chen Wendong found Jiang He and wanted to buy me to kill me."

Yue Dingtang: "Jiang He told you? You have never met him before, why did he tell you?"

Ling Shu blinked.

Yue Dingtang understood clearly: "You really caused trouble."

Ling Shu: ...

He felt that he was more wronged than Dou E.

From He You'an to Jiang He, it was obvious that things came to him by himself, how could it be said that he was the one who caused trouble?

Ling Shu originally didn't want to bring up the matter of Jiang He being chased and killed by Lu Tongcang, but now he has to tell the truth.

Sure enough, the more Yue Dingtang listened, the higher his brows were raised, and in the end he wrinkled into a ball. The way he looked at Ling Shu was like looking at a student in his department whose papers were written in a mess and who couldn't pass the exam. Did not write a few words on the face: dead wood cannot be carved.

"I thought that after Shen Shiqi, you at least learned to be smart and wouldn't meddle in other people's business."

Ling Shu quibbled: "But with Jiang He, many things can be made sense if they correspond to each other. It's not like we have nothing to gain."

Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed a little impulsive to follow Jiang He all the way that day and rush to save him.

But the development of He Youan's case so far is more complicated and confusing than the Yuan Mansion's case. Ling Shu, Yue Dingtang and the others still don't even know whether He Youan is good or bad, black or white, and what role he plays in it.

Jiang He was one of the breakthroughs.

He did reveal a lot of clues to Ling Shu.

Comparing the two, it's pretty cheap.

Yue Dingtang said coldly: "Do you think it's worth it to exchange your life for that little gain?"

Ling Shu had a hippie smile on his face: "Isn't it because you, Chief Yue, are here? How can Jiang He give you face?"

Yue Dingtang: "If you failed to break out of the encirclement and escape in time that day, have you thought about the consequences?"

Ling Shu: "Thought about it."

Yue Dingtang raised his eyebrows, waiting for him to repent.

Ling Shu: "My sister and the others will definitely help take care of them for the sake of their old classmates. The most regrettable thing is that they didn't get to eat one more meal cooked by Sister Chunxiao. Also, since the new position took office, the headache You have to make a heroic sacrifice before you get your one-month salary, which is the same as jumping in line to buy a ticket and being told at the window that you are off work."

Regret is regret, but the point is completely wrong.

Yue Dingtang sneered, and was about to sneer when his eyes suddenly froze.

"You are hurt?"

Ling Shu: "No."

Yue Dingtang: "Then you pick up this lamp on the table."

Ling Shu stretched out his hand.

Yue Dingtang said coldly: "Use the right hand."

Ling Shu was slightly stunned: "I told you, my right hand was injured and I couldn't lift heavy objects."

Yue Dingtang: "This desk lamp is not too heavy, and it is more than enough for one hand. I saw you pick up bricks before."

Ling Shu had no choice but to use his right hand to grab the lamp.

His arms were bent hard, slightly stiff, and even trembling slightly.

"enough."

Yue Dingtang snatched the lamp from him and put it down.

"Take off your coat."

Ling Shu: "Mr. Yue, your request is a bit bizarre."

Yue Dingtang narrowed his eyes slightly: "Take it off, or not?"

His eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if he could directly cut through the truth under the clothes.

It seems that there is no way to hide it.

Ling Shu sighed slightly and took off his coat.

Yue Dingtang did it himself, rolling up his sleeves!

From the forearm to the elbow, a large area of ​​dazzling bruises came into view.

Rao Yue Dingtang was mentally prepared, and his eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

"I didn't get shot, and I hurt my vitals, but my hand suffered a little trauma."

Ling Shu didn't know why Yue Dingtang had such sharp eyes, and even Jiang He didn't see the injury, but Yue Dingtang discovered it.

Yue Dingtang: "Your right hand is half useless, do you still want to be completely disabled? If you don't want it, I'll have someone chop it up for you directly, and you don't need to toss it over and over again."

Ling Shu smiled apologetically: "I didn't bring a gun with me when I went to the banquet this time, otherwise I wouldn't be so passive, so I must be more careful next time!"

Yue Dingtang said coldly, "How did you get hurt?"

Ling Shu: "At that time, Jiang He was in a coma and couldn't help him. There were three people on the other side. One was injured and was brought down by me. The other two were chasing after me. I beat one of them to death, and the other smashed me to death. , I didn't pay attention and was kicked in the forearm by him."

Yue Dingtang: "Are you sure they didn't see you?"

Ling Shu touched his nose: "Probably not."

Yue Dingtang refused to give up, still aggressive.

"Do you know what Jiang He has been doing these two days? Lu Tongcang married his third concubine, and Jiang He was helping to organize a wedding. Lu Tongcang wanted to make a big splash, so Jiang He invited famous Peking opera masters and movie stars like He Youan to join him. Do you think you Save Jiang He's life, will he accept your love? Like his poisonous snake, ruthless, selfish, if he really wants to show his loyalty to Lu Tongcang, he will be the first to take you to sacrifice the flag!"

"You're right. I just don't want to deal with him in the future. Let's settle this matter first!"

Ling Shu regarded the other party as a donkey, said casually, and quickly changed the subject.

"Who do you think will remind me that Chen Wendong wants to kill me?"

Yue Dingtang was silent for a moment: "He Youan."

Ling Shu: "Then why didn't she say it directly to her face?"

Yue Dingtang: "It's not convenient."

Was it someone obstructing her, and she was calling for help indirectly, or was it just a smoke bomb because the thief shouted, "Stop the thief?"

Ling Shu sighed.

"There are twists and turns, and there are rounds in the game. I am starting to regret dealing with her."

Yue Dingtang sneered, "I thought you thought that way when you offended Shen Shiqi."

Ling Shu smiled wryly: "At that time, I thought I was a hero saving the beauty, but I didn't expect this beauty to be a beautiful snake!"

Yue Dingtang remained silent, got up and took out a bottle of medicinal wine from the cabinet.

Ling Shu was about to put on his coat, and when he saw this, he hurriedly said: "I've applied the medicine, it looks serious, but it didn't actually hurt the inside."

Yue Dingtang looked at him.

three seconds.

Ling Shu was defeated.

Resigned to his fate, he took off his clothes again, rolled up his sleeves, and handed over his arms with a heroic face, letting the mermaid go.

Yue Dingtang's hand was very warm, but the force on the flesh was not very comfortable.

Ling Shu resisted the urge to howl, and turned the screaming into a hum.

"If you really don't want this arm, give it to me. You can't mess with it without my permission in the future."

He heard Yue Dingtang say so.