Old Movies of the Republic of China II

a few days ago.

Qinghe tried her best to maintain her last bit of dignity.

The wet towel was removed, he sucked in the air greedily, and the hands tied behind him couldn't help convulsing.The pain he hadn't experienced for many years and the fear of death invaded his body and mind. He knew that if he did it a few more times, his demeanor would be gone. He would yell, beg for mercy, and shed tears.

He still has a part of his brain for fun - it doesn't matter if he really shed tears, his face is wet, maybe there are tears mixed in it, anyway, others, like him, can't tell the difference.

Ooka Sosuke was still dressed as an old gentleman. He bent slightly from a distance of one meter, looked at his embarrassed prisoner, and said with a sigh: "We could get along very happily, why do you bother to ask for trouble?" Eat? My proposal is more beneficial than harmful to you and me, I don’t understand why you can’t figure it out.”

Yeah, I can't figure out why.

Zhang Yishan is gone, so no one in the world can threaten him to leave Zhang Zheng, Zhang Yishan's methods are so ruthless!He can disregard Zhang Zheng's promise and the opposition to kill Du Hui, just because he doesn't want to be "embarrassed" with Shen Shanhai. When the charred body was transported back to Fengtian, he could still hold the coffin and cry loudly, as if he wished to die with him.He never gave up the idea of ​​continuing Zhang Zheng, and he has always looked down on Qing He.Such a cautious and suspicious person actually revealed the truth about Lu Chengzhi's death in front of him. Zhang Yishan never intended to let him live.Zhang Yishan wanted to take back the shares and private property he got, but Zhang Yishan just wanted to let Zhang Zheng see his indulgence of Zhang Zheng and tolerance of his Qinghe. Who would doubt that Zhang Yishan wanted the life of his godson?The more he gave Qinghe, the more he praised him, and the higher his status was, the less Qinghe's death had to do with him, and the more real his sadness would be.

Qinghe once curled up in the quilt that still smelled of Zhang Zheng and shivered, he wanted to tell himself that it was because you were thinking too much and Zhang Yishan would not do this, it was because you were too suspicious and insecure.But how many people in the world can guess Zhang Yishan's thoughts!Everything he does is to consolidate his power and the unshakable position of the Zhang family. Of course he is happy to be praised and respected by people, but this does not prevent him from using his scheming to kill all those who may threaten the Zhang family. Stuff kills.He tends to choose the method that will cause the least harm to himself, and no one will know who is behind everything that is fueling the flames, and he can't figure it out even if he dies.

Qinghe would rather not notice anything.

Ooka Sosuke's voice and words are full of temptation and persuasion: "It's not too late, nod, I will apologize to you."

Qinghe moved his lips—he suspected that this was just his own illusion, he couldn’t feel his cheeks and lips just a moment ago, as if they had all melted under the heavy wet towel due to lack of oxygen—Ooka Sosuke Then he saw a smile representing rejection and a face devoid of blood.He straightened up, unable to figure out why the actor was so stupid, so he could only raise his hand to signal his subordinate to cover that face with a wet towel again.

In the pain of suffocation, Qinghe thought, how can I figure it out?

That was Zhang Zheng's father, the source of his blood. He pampered and doted on Zhang Zheng, letting him do whatever he wanted from birth, including picking up a green grass from a theater in Tianjin.He has high hopes for Zhang Zheng, and will be his shield when Zhang Zheng makes mistakes, and remove all obstacles for Zhang Zheng when he wakes up.He gave Zhang Zheng everything that a father can give, and pushed him to a high position even more bleakly. In the future, he will leave Zhang Zheng with a strong Northeast, a brave army, and millions of people who trust and support him. people.

How could he figure it out?How dare he figure it out?

He sacrificed himself to prove that he was worthy of Zhang Zheng and that he was not Zhang Zheng's burden.

However, he never forgot that in Zhang Yishan's eyes, this would never be possible.Unless he has Wang Yongjiang's supernatural ability, or Qiao Xingzhi's prominent family background—or, Zhang Zheng really only regards him as a gadget that can be called at any time, a harmless little hobby.

Qinghe couldn't imagine how Zhang Zheng would react if he kissed him again.

Perhaps the same as now.

There were bloodstains on his arm, the thick hemp rope was stained red, the spasm stopped, and it was replaced by a heaviness, as if a heavy burden was on his body, trying to push him to the ground.

His breathing became lighter, Ooka Sosuke took a step forward, and bent down to hear it.

Ooka took the wet towel, shook his head and said, "Your perseverance impresses me, but it doesn't mean anything."

Qinghe's voice was barely audible: "For me, it has meaning."

Ooka saw that he did not bow his head on his snow-white face, neck, and even his fingers. Perhaps he could change several ways, and there was always one way that would achieve results.But... Dagang sighed, he could endure such torture at the moment, and he would not care whether it was Zhang Yishan or someone else who killed him in the future.

His move was pointless.

Ooka Sosuke is a rational and almost ruthless person, his desire to kill has disappeared on Qing He's pale skin, and he began to think about how to deal with this chess piece.

Use him to blackmail Zhang Zheng?

Ooka denied this idea in the next second. Zhang Yishan sacrificed his adopted son for the sake of the peace of the country. What a good gimmick, not only in Fengtian, but also in the Northeast, I am afraid that international newspapers will make a big deal about it.Ooka Sosuke would not do such a stupid thing.

kill him?

It will only make Feng Jun more emotional on the battlefield.

Pu Guangjun knocked on the door and came in. He saw the dilemma of Ooka Sosuke, and came up with a solution that gave the best of both worlds: "Mr. Ooka, leave him to me."

Ooka Sosuke looked at him.

Pu Guangjun said: "I like men, especially Zhang Zheng's men. I will save his life and give him to Zhang Zheng."

Pu Guangjun's heart is filled with the joy of a martyr at this moment.

Perhaps, when a Japanese named Dahe stretched out his obscene hands to Qing He many years ago, evil breath flooded into his heart, and his jealousy, unwillingness, and resentment became the best food to nourish it. environment.He has been hiding for many years, looking coldly at the proud young commander and the classmate he once liked very much leaning against the young commander's arms. What a look.

Zhang Zheng can casually show his dislike of him in a condescending attitude, can he just bear it?

No, he won't.

He would rather give up his family, give up his wife, and give up the child she gave birth to to avenge himself.

Ooka Zuosuke left without looking back, and all the bodyguards, Wang Xinyi, and the Japanese royal family that Zhang Zheng hated to the bone also left with him.

There are only two Chinese left in the house.

Pu Guangjun felt that he was benevolent and benevolent, and next, this young man who once sat on an equal footing with him and stepped on the clouds will be his property and let him do whatever he wants.

Qinghe looked at him expressionlessly.

Pu Guangjun smiled softly, leaned over and untied the hemp rope tied to Qing He's hands, and said in a voice full of unconcealable happiness and satisfaction, "I've been looking forward to this day for a long time."

Not just a few years, but more like his entire life.

At the wedding with An Ran, he slipped his gaze over Qing He inadvertently, and noticed that people surrounded him like stars surrounding the moon.How ridiculous!They all know how Qinghe came into being today, everyone knows it, but no one shows any distaste for it.

Pu Guangjun couldn't bear it.

Qinghe was expressionless. He realized that this old classmate had hidden a lot more secrets than he imagined.

The wet fingers crawled up his cheeks, making his face and arms tremble involuntarily, and Pu Guangjun said softly, "You are mine at last."

He sighed deeply, like a distant dream finally came true.He got what he wanted most, put all the cost behind him, and this was his moment to enjoy his victory.In his joy, he imagined the expression on the face of the proud young commander after he learned all this - Pu Guangjun knew that it would definitely not look good.

This imagining made him even more excited.

Qinghe's hands were stiff and weak due to the long-term binding, and he watched Pu Guangjun buckle the silver shackles on his ankles.The two shackles are connected together by a silver chain, the chain is about the length of his forearm, Qinghe knows well that walking under its restraint will become a troublesome thing.

Pu Guangjun supported him, let him stand on the ground, and then slowly took out another pair of shackles on his hands.He was clearly prepared, and his movements were smooth and proficient, as if he had practiced countless times.

Everything was ready, Pu Guangjun was satisfied, and said: "Qinghe, I don't want to scare you, if you are obedient, I will treat you very well."

Qinghe's answer was a look of contempt.

Pu Guangjun laughed wildly, tears leaked from the corners of his eyes, he pointed at Qing He out of breath, "You think I'm ridiculous? Am I crazy?"

Qinghe quietly watched his madness.He is not afraid of Ooka Sosuke, because Ooka Sosuke is a calm and cold person, and he is not afraid of Pu Guangjun, Pu Guangjun's madness is nothing to him.He had been a weak man, but not now.

Pu Guangjun straightened up while pressing his aching belly from laughing, his face darkened instantly, he pinched Qinghe's chin, and asked coldly: "What are you, you deserve to look down on me!"

Qinghe calmly met his questioning, with a calm expression.

Pu Guangjun slapped him with all his strength.

The existence of the shackles made it difficult for Qing He to maintain his balance. He fell to the ground in embarrassment, propped up on his elbows, and five red marks appeared on his cheeks.The floor was very hard, but after the torture, he no longer felt any pain in his body. He felt like a piece of dry wood fell from mid-air to the ground, causing a shock.

Pu Guangjun squatted beside him, watching his elbows unable to support his body and spread out.He was still wearing the same shirt and trousers that he used to go to the coffee shop. The white shirt was stained with water, outlining his poor collarbone and thin chest. of a plum blossom.

He gently stroked the marks left by himself, and asked pitifully, "Does it hurt?"

Qinghe didn't open her eyes.

He uses silence to convey his disdain, and uses silence to welcome his misfortune.He sketched Zhang Zheng in his mind, but soon realized that it was unnecessary, Zhang Zheng was engraved on his bones.

He smiled at Zhang Zheng in his heart.

[The author has something to say]: Please don't kill me.