Floating Perfume Shop

Xiao Chongyun jumped out of the car and rushed in.

The fire ignited from the small building where the mother was, and spread to half of Xiao's house.Xiao's house was in the suburbs, and it took time for the fire department to come over, and there were cries and screams for escape all the way.The flames made the air hot and twisted, sparks burst from the surrounding buildings, and the collapsed beams hit the ground, igniting the nearby buildings.

Xiao Chongyun grabbed a little girl who was frightened and panicked, and asked, "Did you see my father?"

"Mr. Xiao," the little girl was helping out in the kitchen, and she was so frightened that she couldn't finish her sentence, "Mr. Xiao is at the small building..."

Xiao Chongyun ran for a while protecting the girl, pushed her to the small fire place, then bent over the burning lawn and rushed towards the small garden.

When he rushed downstairs to his mother, he found that there were already many people with guns there.

A bullet flew past his temple, Xiao Chongyun reached out his hand to touch his face, and found that his hand was full of blood.

Someone stood in the burning building and laughed hysterically: "Xiao Li, what should we do? Don't you love her? Don't you love her very much?"

"She's inside, go and save her."

"You bastards raised by the Xiao family, what are you doing standing around? Go save your Mrs. Xiao!"

Xiao Chongyun grabbed a bodyguard standing beside him, and heard himself asking, "What's going on?"

"Second Young Master!" The man was so frightened that he could hardly speak, "It's rare for Madam to go to the kitchen today to cook, and when Mr. Xiao comes back—"

That day Xiao Li received a call from Li Qianqian in the car, saying that he would go home for dinner that night, but he was too busy that day to make it to the appointment.To suppress a force that is evenly matched with one's own, not only rely on a shopping spree, but also commercial, economic, relationship network, and intricate means.From that day on, all Zhang Yijiao's affairs on Long Island, regardless of black and white, were severely suppressed.Xiao Li teamed up with the enemies of the Zhang family, and doubled the high price to his friends. It was clear that he wanted to cut off Zhang Yijiao's fortune, and let him leave the battlefield and return to his hometown. the rest of my life.

In those few days, Xiao Li was at the headquarters of the group every day and stayed up all night.It must be no problem for Chongyun to collect materials from outside. Wenshan has already shown his edge and should be able to protect himself. He is not very worried.Xiao Li has always acted vigorously and resolutely, and he planned to deal with this matter more severely in the next few days, so as to avoid future troubles.

The advantage of cutting the mess quickly is that Li Qianqian will not know what he is doing.

After all, he had promised many years ago that the Xiao family had been cleansed and landed, and they would no longer be stained with blackness.

In fact, before Zhang Yijiao made a move, Xiao Li had already touched his hole card, so he made corresponding arrangements, otherwise it would not be possible to stabilize the situation in just a few days.When the dust was about to settle, Xiao Li received a letter from his family.

It was an invitation card written by Mrs. Xiao on white textured paper, inviting him to go home for a banquet and have a drink with the moon.

Xiao Li remembered the phone call he had hung up a few days ago, and immediately stopped what he was doing, and arranged a few more important things, and went home for dinner for a whole night.He took a shower specially to wash off the smell of blood, and then drove around to Li Qianqian's favorite flower market, bought a bouquet of lilac flowers that she liked, and prepared to put it on the dining table as a surprise.

Xiao Li even put a file bag under his arm to show that he was really busy these days and worked overtime in meetings.

When the car stopped in front of the Xiao family's mansion, Xiao Li was still wondering whether the actions these few days had gone too smoothly.

He indeed took advantage of the aftermath of the gun battle that day to cut off most of Zhang Yijiao's power, took over his most important smuggling route, and cut off his main source of income.Of course, he is not interested in the smuggling route. If he gets this thing in his hands, whether to give it away or do something else can be considered separately, but there is something wrong.

That invitation.

The invitations are indeed light handwriting, written on beautiful paper, and smelling fragrant.

What is wrong?

aroma!

Xiao Li stepped on the brake suddenly, the car rubbed against the road and made a screeching brake sound, and stopped forcibly.

After marrying him for so many years, he almost forgot that she is Li Qianqian - the first Chinese perfumer to win the Jean Jeremy Perfume Laureate Award, the first proposer of Chinese fragrance, Li Qianqian.Her light and gentle fragrance almost permeated my soul, but I didn't notice it just now because I was too happy for a moment - it was impossible for her to use this kind of invitation card full of vulgar fragrance!

It was an exquisite, common invitation card in shopping malls, with its own tacky and strong incense.And Qianqian never used anything with a foreign flavor.She will make her own perfume, dye it on her favorite objects bit by bit, dye the sunset into fragrance, and dye the smoked wind into color.

It's shallow words, but she definitely didn't write it voluntarily!

Xiao Li immediately called Li Qianqian's little girl named Fang Ni whom he had arranged for.This person was someone he had recruited from the mercenary army before. He had the face of a pure and harmless little girl, but he was proficient in handling guns and ammunition, which was first-class.Xiao Li spent a lot of money to invite this girl back, changed into soft and lovely clothes, put them next to Qianqian, made breakfast, cleaned the table, and talked with her.

At first, it was to prevent Li Qianqian from abandoning him and fleeing back to the country. Later, he became a bodyguard to help him block all competitors who tried to sway him through Mrs. Xiao.

The phone rang for a long time, and finally connected, but it was not Fanny's voice.

The voice on the other end of the phone was hoarse and old: "Mr. Xiao, I thought you couldn't take care of your wife in your busy schedule."

At that moment, Xiao Li's blood was cold from head to toe.

He was careless.

During these few days of struggle, there was indeed something unusual—Zhang Yijiao was too quiet.Originally, Xiao Li thought that he took his last cronies with him to find a place to hide from the limelight. Unexpectedly, this old man found the right moment and used the last of his remaining elite strength to hit his weak spot. .

It is impossible to counterattack the Xiao family Zhang Yijiao, after all, there are layers of defense here.What he did was very simple.

That day a truck drove into the gate of Xiao's house, bypassed the concierge's inspection, and parked directly outside the small building where Mrs. Xiao usually lives, saying that the lady ordered it. The imported spices from Africa had arrived, and the whole process was refrigerated, so she needed to come in person Inspection signature.

Li Qianqian had indeed ordered something like this, but she didn't expect that the other party would send it in such a big way.She went out, walked to the front of the car, and was about to look at the goods, when suddenly the delivery man covered her mouth from behind!

There are no spices in this car, just people.

There are nine of Zhang Yijiao's most elite killers, and a rattan chair.The rattan chair is placed in the center of the truck compartment, and the four corners are fixed to the floor, so that the people sitting on the chair will not be bumped.Sitting on the chair was an old man in his dying years, looking at the panic-stricken hostess with cloudy eyes, feeling a little regretful: "It turns out that you are Li Qianqian, and you are different from what I thought."

It is impossible for nine people to occupy Xiao's house, but it is absolutely possible to guard a small building.

"Let the servant who is holding the gun behind you put down the gun," he hissed, "then take me upstairs and write an invitation for me. The old man is getting old, and some people can't invite them anymore."

Considering the situation, Fanny put the hostess' life as the most important thing, slowly pulled her hand out from under her skirt, and put the pistol hidden in the silk stocking on the ground.Immediately a man came over, slapped her across the face, and picked up the gun.He kicked the maid again and was dragged aside.

"No one in the Xiao family is a good person."

When Xiao Li rushed downstairs with his people, Zhang Yijiao had already lit the flames, turning the place into a sea of ​​flames.

"You love her? She's inside, you go and save it?" The haggard old man stood downstairs in the middle of the fire, laughing hysterically, unable to control himself, "Don't you cherish her, isn't she everything to you?"

Amidst the burning and crackling of the flames, he heard his father's voice.

The father stood opposite the old man, standing very firmly and straight, as if the scorching temperature did not exist at all, and he was a piece of ice that could not be melted for ten thousand years.My father was wearing my mother's favorite black suit with a rare diamond brooch, as if attending some important occasion.He was also holding a bouquet of lilacs in his hand. The flowers were not wrapped in the cellophane commonly used by flower shops in a vulgar way, but wrapped in old yellowed newspapers. It should be a gift for his mother.

He just stood there, holding the bunch of purple flowers, and said to those who followed him: "Kill him."

Zhang Yijiao only brought nine people here, and it is impossible for Xiao's security team to have only these few people. At this time, Xiao Li has the absolute upper hand.Zhang Yijiao knew this, and asked him: "If you kill me now, you are not afraid of Wenshan, and you will hate you in the future?"

"If he wants to hate, it's his business."

"You came here after losing, but you didn't intend to live. Xiao, you have already lost your wife, kill me," the old man laughed so loudly in his chest, "Kill me, your son will hate you forever, kill me!" I... ha ha come ha kill me..."

Gunshots rang out, and the two sides exchanged fire. The bodyguards quickly pushed Xiao Chongyun to the ground: "Second Young Master, it's dangerous! The people brought by the Zhang family are not vegetarians!"

The moment he fell down, among the chaos of guns, Xiao Chongyun clearly saw his father raise the gun and shoot at the devil-like man under the reflection of the flames.

The bullet passed through the old man's chest and into the dark night behind him.

Zhang Wenjiao suddenly burst into an earth-shattering cough, coughed a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

He stood up from the ground, turned towards Xiao Li again, and laughed loudly: "Did you hear that, did you hear it? Did you hear the scream of the woman you love in the fire?"

The laughter stopped abruptly because there was no air in his lungs.

There was only a rotting corpse left on the ground.

In the small building shrouded in fire, there was a slight sound.Maybe it was trapped inside, the mother's cry, maybe it was the noise produced by the burning of the fire, I couldn't tell for a while.Xiao Chongyun saw his father's hand hanging down, pointing the gun at the ground, and turned to look at his subordinates.His face was very pale, so white that there was almost no blood, as if he was already a dead person.

He saw his son in the crowd.

"You're back." He said to Xiao Chongyun, "It's just right."

"I wrote a will a long time ago, with Lawyer Sun. From now on, the Xiao family will rely on you and Wenshan." Xiao Chongyun heard his father say, "I have something to do. I need to go to your mother. She must be in the fire alone. It's a sharp pain."

Xiao Chongyun wanted to say that his brother was gone.

Elder brother has been taken away from this world by him, with his own hands.

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound. He wanted to reach out to hold his father, but his whole body was stiff.If a leaf fell on his shoulder at this time, it could knock him to the ground.

After a second, he realized that after his father finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the burning building.He just walked straight into the flames so calmly and without hesitation, as if it was not hell, but a paradise.

I have something to do, I need to find your mother.She must have been in a lot of pain, alone in the fire.

Mother is gone.

Father is gone.

My brother was personally handed by him...

When Xiao Chongyun was pushed to the ground, he realized that he was exerting all his strength to chase his father into the burning building.At that moment, he hated the bodyguard who grabbed his arm and pinned him to the ground, and felt that he had cut off his way to heaven.This kind of world is too painful for Xiao Chongyun, the only way out is to follow his father and walk into the burning heaven.

He couldn't find any reason to live.

His father's figure quickly disappeared in the flames. In the strong wind, he heard his father calling his mother's name in the sea of ​​flames.The sound went on and on and on and on, and finally stopped suddenly.

Then there was a gunshot in the small building, and everything fell silent.

The gunshot seemed to pass through Xiao Chongyun's heart, causing him to die of pain and grief.

At this time, there was another commotion behind him.

Someone shouted, people from the Zhang family are here!People from the Zhang family came in!

Xiao Chongyun didn't care about those family grievances anymore, even if Zhang Yijiao's remnant party set fire to turn this place into ashes, he didn't want to stop it.Hearing the sound of firefighting again, the people on the opposite side must have been very close at this time, because the bodyguards around him were shouting, protect Second Young Master, protect Second Young Master Xiao!

I don't know what they saw, but the bodyguards who were protecting Xiao Chongyun gave way and became quiet.

"Young master?"

Xiao Chongyun raised his head and saw Zhang Wenshan.

White bandages were tied on his arms and waist, his face was pale, like a ghost returning from hell, standing under the night: "Dear brother, I'm back."

"You stabbed me once, and you went to seek death without letting me get back the debt. It's too good to think." Zhang Wenshan came over, stepped over the corpse of the old man who fell on the ground, and stood in front of Xiao Chongyun.When he walked, his face turned pale, and his movements were very light, presumably because he was broken for a few days and the wound had not healed, making his movements very inconvenient.He raised his uninjured hand and placed it on his chest: "Chongyun, your stab was indeed a bit off. It missed my spleen, but my heart."

Zhang Wenshan turned around and looked at the stunned people in front of him: "I changed my surname to Zhang Wenshan from now on. Now the Zhang family is mine, and the Xiao family is also mine. Arrest the second young master Xiao."

What Zhang Wenshan brought this time is what Zhang Yijiao left behind, the real elite of the Zhang family, and the inheritance rights of the family dormant in the shadows.