Peerless Junior Uncle

"It's fine."

"You can't stay here for long, the guards are going to change shifts, so you leave quickly." Fu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, then urged.He Tingge frowned upon hearing this: "What are you doing here?"

"Stealing things." Fu Qingcheng said seriously.

He Tingge was a little speechless, but still said: "What? It's important?"

While looking for someone, Fu Qingcheng said, "There is a contract about the concession, and there is evidence of a dirty deal between Emperor Fusang and Chen Xulin."

"Where? I'll go." He Tinge said.Fu Qingcheng looked back at He Tingge: "The contract is in the hands of Boss Wang, and there may be a letter addressed to the Emperor at Michiya Sakuragi's place. I'll get it. If I can't get it, I have to destroy it." Put the paper in your hand into Singer He Ting: "Take this out first."

After finishing speaking, before He Tingge could react, he turned around and wanted to leave, but his wrist was tightly grasped by a hand: "Qingcheng."

Fu Qingcheng was shocked, but he still said calmly: "Time is running out, you go."

"Let's go together." He Tingge did not back down, Fu Qingcheng couldn't break free, and was a little anxious, but He Tingge's unquestionable eyes told him that this time, he would never let go.

"You go, I'll go." In the end, when the two stood outside the wall, He Tingge put the contract in Fu Qingcheng's hands. There are some things that must be done after all.

"He Tingge!" Seeing that He Tingge was about to leave, Fu Qingcheng couldn't help but yelled, and He Tingge stopped after hearing that.

"Be careful."

He Tingge nodded with his back to Fu Qingcheng, took a deep breath, and suddenly turned around and said, "After this incident is over, do you want to go home?"

Fu Qingcheng looked at He Tingge under the night, with seriousness in his eyes, he couldn't answer for a while, He Tingge turned over and jumped into the wall without waiting for his answer.

When more than a dozen guns were pointed at He Tingge's head, the first thought in He Tingge's mind was, fortunately, he came by himself.

Sakuragi Michiya has a lean figure, wearing a yellow-green military uniform, and a pair of knee-length black boots step on the floor loudly.

"Young Marshal He, I didn't expect to see you here." Ying Mudao also raised his brows on his thin face: "It's a great honor to meet you."

"I don't think so." He Tingge said coldly, while calculating the chances of escaping from these guns.

The corner of Sakuragi Michiya's lips slanted: "I have long heard that Marshal He is the No. 1 in Northeast China. General Watanabe Sasaki unfortunately died when he was competing with Your Excellency. I think Your Excellency is extraordinary."

He Tingge snorted coldly and did not answer, Yingmu Dao was not annoyed either, he just said: "I am lucky to meet you today, I wonder if I can have a discussion with Your Excellency?" Although he was asking a question, he had already stretched out his hand to take off the coat on his upper body , unbuttoning two shirt buttons.

He Tingge didn't want to fight at all, not to mention that he didn't come to fight, so what if he won?Will he let himself go easily?

But Ying Mudao didn't give him time to think about it at all, he just felt that there was a strong wind in his face, He Tingge narrowly dodged the fierce punch, and secretly said in his heart: This person's skill is definitely not that of Watanabe Comparable.

Even though Ying Mudao was thin and thin, every move carried the strength of a tiger, which made He Tingge a little bit strenuous.

Unexpectedly, he was pushed to his heart by his knee, although he blocked it with his arm, but the excruciating pain still made He Tingge understand that his arm might be broken.

But at this time, Fu Qingcheng, who was waiting outside the wall, had a pale face. Hearing what the people around him said, he subconsciously walked in, and his subordinates held him back: "Master."

"Who told you to do this!" Fu Qingcheng roared angrily.

The man was startled, and Fu Qingcheng, who has always been gentle, suddenly became so angry: "Master has ordered that if you can't get it out, it will be destroyed. We only placed the explosives to see if you didn't go, young master."

Fu Qingcheng sniffed the smell of gunpowder in the air, knew that the fuse had been ignited, his eyes turned red anxiously: "It can't be exploded, he's still inside..." As he said that, he wanted to go in.

The people around him held him tightly, this young master must have a little fur.

"Let go!" Fu Qingcheng was in a hurry, seeing the burning fire, in a panic, he shouted: "He Tingge!"

A hysterical shout pierced the air, and He Tingge vaguely heard the shout. Although Fu Qingcheng didn't know what caused Fu Qingcheng to call him suddenly, hearing his voice at this moment made him recover a little bit of fighting spirit.

Spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at Sakuragi Michiya who was also injured on the opposite side, and sneered, Sakuragi Michiya wiped off the blood stains at the corner of his mouth with a sullen face, and flicked his wrist, the harsh cracking sound was very clear in the silent air, chaotic With heavy breathing, people feel depressed.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar, and the air wave from the explosion directly blasted the door panel open, and the house, which could not bear the shock caused by the explosion, began to collapse. It was pitch black, and I felt that the world was shaking, but when I got up, I was submerged in ruins by explosions one after another...

He seemed to hear someone calling his name, but soon, it was covered by the explosion...

That night, everyone was awakened by the sudden explosion, some were running for their lives, some were rejoicing, some were clapping their hands and shouting that the explosion was good...

Only the man standing opposite the ruins, his face was ashen, his handsome face was no longer warm, his subordinates wanted to pull him away, but the moment they touched his shoulder, his legs softened and he fell to his knees, It turned out that he no longer had the strength to stand up...

"After the matter is over, go home?"

Just half an hour ago, that man was still waiting for his answer, but now, suddenly, there was nothing...

His fingers tremblingly stretched out towards the broken wall and the bloody corpse fragments. Every time he touched them, he would throw them away expressionlessly, and murmured: "No, it's not him..."

"He Tingge, you won't die..."

"You haven't told me who that person is..."

"Didn't you come to take me home..."

"He Tingge... come out..."

The subordinates tried to pull him away several times, but they couldn't pull him away.

The smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder after the explosives filled his nostrils and mouth. Finally, he spit it out with a "wow", and he couldn't stop after vomiting. All that remained was retching, and his face was pale without a trace. color.

Suddenly, his finger touched a cold object, and in his blurred vision, he could only see the outline of that object, but it made him feel like a thunderbolt exploded in his mind.

That's Big Brother's lighter...

A serious illness at the age of five made him forget a lot of things, except for the knife that he never discarded. He has always vaguely remembered an outline, but he couldn't remember who it was...

"He Tingge, you bastard..." he shouted involuntarily, tears finally welled up in his eyes...

In the sky full of gunpowder smoke, under the broken corpses and ruins, that man suddenly cried like a child...

You say I don't remember you, but you don't know that I have been looking for you for so many years, and the vague memories of childhood have never been discarded...

"do not Cry."

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded, followed by a few violent coughs: "It's all called Niu, don't really think you are a Niu."