bend this soldier

Several people fled the scene as quickly as if they were redeemed.

"Tan Tianyang's body is still here, Master Xi will definitely come back." Huo Xu couldn't comfort others, so he could only tell the reason he could think of.

Shao Dongyang grabbed a handful of hair irritably, annoyed why he didn't take him back to his nest to see for himself, what kind of hospital did he stay in!

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Xi Zhaoran took a taxi and returned to Xi's house. He walked into the door of Xi's house with a normal expression, only inquired about the family affairs with the servants, and didn't say anything - except that his face was a little pale and stiff, which made people see him. His servants looked at each other.

Mrs. Xi is in his garden, Mr. Xi is in his study, and Mrs. Xi is out - this is the information told to him by the servants.

Xi Zhaoran nodded at them expressionlessly, turned around and walked towards Xi Jingshi's study.

Xi Jingshi's study room is considered a forbidden area in Xi's house. Except for himself, Uncle Qin and Xi Shengxiong, no one can enter without his consent. Of course, other people do not have identification cards, so even if they want to enter, they cannot open the door.

This time, perhaps because Xi Jingshi himself was sitting inside, Xi Zhaoran walked in unimpeded all the way.

When he walked in, Xi Jingshi was sitting on his chair, holding the phone in one hand, and turned his head to look at him when he heard the sound of him coming in. The expression on his face was not surprise, surprise, anger, etc., but Inexplicably frightened.

"You..." Xi Jingshi's eyes widened and he opened his mouth to say something, but he seemed unable to organize his words for a while, so he could only stare at Xi Zhaoran in a daze.

Xi Zhaoran looked at him, but couldn't help laughing, although the smile didn't reach his eyes, and he couldn't restore the charming elegance that he once had.

"It's been more than 20 years, and you're finally willing to look at me," he smiled lowly, walked to Xi Jingshi's large desk with his long legs, looked down at him, and asked with a smile, "Am I , should you be grateful?"

"...Obviously." Xi Jingshi opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to murmur his name, but his eyes turned red inexplicably.

"Don't call me that name," Xi Zhaoran said flatly, leaning forward with his hands on the table, leaning over to stare at him, "I don't know who gave me this name, but it's really It satirized my whole life!"

Xi Jingshi's face was flushed red, he didn't hang up the phone, he sat stiffly on the chair, looked up at Xi Zhaoran, but his eyes were complicated.

"I don't know who my parents are anymore, but it doesn't matter now, it doesn't matter who gave birth to me," Xi Zhaoran shook his head, his voice was flat, his face was calm, and his eyes were full of excitement. Crazy with hatred, "I have followed your surname Xi for more than 20 years, ate your Xi family's food for more than 20 years, called you your father for more than 20 years, and been your son for more than 20 years, but you killed Tianyang, You killed the person I love the most, so I must kill you to avenge him..."

As he spoke, he took out a gun from his pocket and pointed the black muzzle at Xi Jing, "If you don't die, I have no face to go down to find him." Killed by his father's people for many years, if he doesn't avenge him, how can he have the face to see him?

When Xi Jingshi saw the gun he took out, his face turned blood instantly

Back to clean.

That gun, that gun is...

Xi Zhaoran, who was pointing a gun at him, suddenly turned around to avoid the blow from behind him with a long stick.

Xi Jingshi was taken aback for a moment, and saw Uncle Qin holding the other end of the long stick with a cold face. He saw Xi Zhaoran dodge his stick, so he didn't give him a chance to recover. towards Xi Zhaoran's legs.

"Stop! Stop!" Xi Jingshi finally came back to his senses at this moment, and yelled at Uncle Qin while sitting on the chair with the handset of the phone.

Uncle Qin was probably very surprised that Xi Jingshi would stop him, so he had no choice but to retreat halfway, and forcefully withdrew the long stick in his hand.

Xi Zhaoran was with Tan Tianyang during this time, and was forced by him to exercise together, so he learned the skill of dodging from him. He could dodge the stick by taking a sideways step, but it's a pity that he took a step back But just stepped on the long stick that Uncle Qin abruptly withdrew at the critical moment, his body lost his balance in an instant, and he fell backwards.

"Obvious!!!"

When falling backwards, Xi Zhaoran was still thinking, maybe he can't avenge Tianyang today, but...he will wait for him...

The sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of Xi Jingshi's study was very blue, dazzlingly blue, and the dazzling sunlight dazzled his eyes, almost giving him the illusion that his Tianyang had come to pick him up.

He completely gave up the idea of ​​standing up straight again, allowing his body to draw an arc in the air, and the back of his head hit hard on the corner of Xi Jingshi's wide desk.

"Xiao Ran!" Xi Jingshi was still sitting on the chair, but his whole body was shaking with excitement, and he could hardly grasp the hand holding the phone receiver.

Why?Why not dodge, he was able to dodge just now!

"Master?" Uncle Qin glanced at Xi Zhaoran, who was lying on the ground, and then at Xi Jingshi, who was still sitting on the chair, but his expression was greatly mourned.

"Hurry up, send him to the hospital quickly, hurry up!" Seeing that he was still in a daze, Xi Jingshi raised his head and shouted at him—because Xi Zhaoran fell behind the desk, he couldn't see what he was like now The situation, so he can only sit on the chair and worry.

Uncle Qin glanced at him again, and had no choice but to bend over and pick up Xi Zhaoran who fell on the ground and walk out.

Xi Jingshi watched the two of them leave his study anxiously, and then he was slightly relieved, but he still maintained the previous posture and did not dare to move. He only put the handset that he was holding tightly on the table with trembling hands, only to realize that His palms were full of sweat.

Uncle Qin hurried downstairs with the man in his arms. At his age of more than 50 years, he held the man in his arms.

It is really rare for a man who is just young to go downstairs without any disorder in his steps.

But as soon as he went downstairs with someone in his arms, he encountered a person he thought was dead.

His son, Ah Zhong.

"A Zhong?!" Uncle Qin looked at the young man who appeared in front of him in shock, and exclaimed, "Are you still alive?"

"Surprised?" Ah Zhong looked at him with a smile on his face.

"you……"

"Give him to me!" Ah Zhong didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he stepped forward and grabbed Xi Zhaoran who was in his arms.

"What do you want to do?" Uncle Qin hurriedly took a big step back while hugging the man before he could figure out what happened.

"I'll say it again, give it! Him! Give it! Me!" Ah Zhong stared at his father, followed him and took a step forward.

Uncle Qin stared at him, but hugged Xi Zhaoran tightly.

There was a sudden commotion outside the gate of Xi's house, and a servant ran in in a panic and shouted: "Butler Qin, there is a man named Fu Yuntian outside who wants to barge in, and he has already called the police, but they People with guns forced Ah Zheng to open the door."

"What?!" As soon as Uncle Qin was distracted, Xi Zhaoran, who was being held by him, was snatched away by Ah Zhong who was waiting next to him. Uncle Qin wanted to snatch it back, but then a large number of people broke into the living room directly from the door .

"Hey, what are you doing? Who told you to come in..." The servant didn't dare to stand in front of them, but dared to stand beside them and shout.

Fu Yuntian, who was walking in front of the nearest door, only had eyes on Xi Zhaoran. When he saw him being hugged in another man's arms in a coma, his already gloomy face became more condensed.

He looked straight at Ah Zhong, and then strode towards him.

"Don't come here!" This time it was Ah Zhong who backed away. Seeing that Fu Yuntian was walking towards him non-stop, he hurriedly let go of Xi Zhaoran's leg, letting him half lean on his body. He took out the knife and stroked it on Xi Zhaoran's neck.

"If you come again, I'll cut his neck off!" Ah Zhong stared at him and threatened fiercely, the knife edge on Xi Zhaoran's neck was pressed harder, and a stream of blood was drawn.

Seeing that Xi Zhaoran's neck was bleeding, Fu Yuntian stopped walking towards them for a moment, and then continued walking towards them.

Uncle Qin is indeed a person who has seen big scenes. When he saw the heavily armed men brought by Fu Yuntian, he quickly calmed down. He stepped forward to block Fu Yuntian and said: "Mr. Fu, this is the Xi family. Now Please take your people and leave immediately! We have already called the police!"

Fu Yuntian was finally willing to let Xi Zhaoran face

Raising his head, he gave Uncle Qin a cold look, and said coldly: "If you don't want Xi Jingshi to be fine, you'd better go see him first."

Uncle Qin was startled, and then suddenly remembered that Xi Jingshi hadn't followed him downstairs for so long, and he had such a strange look before.At this moment, the servants of the Xi family were all under the control of the men with live ammunition brought by Fu Yuntian, and it was impossible to order others to take a look, but when he thought that Xi Jingshi might be in danger, he didn't care so much and left All turned and hurried upstairs.

After he left, Fu Yuntian didn't give him another look, but looked coldly at Ah Zhong who was still holding him hostage.

"Mr. Fu, I don't want to be your enemy, but it is your adoptive father's request to take people away. Please don't embarrass me!" Ah Zhong was stared straight at him with eyes that were as cold as a blade. The feeling of oppression made him a little unable to hold on, so he had to move He Jianhao out, hoping to suppress him.

But Fu Yuntian was not what he wanted at all. He walked straight in front of the two of them, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand that was holding the knife than Xi Zhaoran's neck, so fast that he couldn't even touch it.