Flower World

Yu Zhiyao lay in bed for three days, and everyone knew he had heat stroke.Feng'er wanted to go upstairs to see his uncle, but was kicked by Song Yichen: "What are you running around like a girl! Go play!"

Feng'er patted the dust on the lapel, but didn't dare to make a sound.Going to the backyard to pick a few flowers, she went back upstairs and drank a bottle of soda, then put the flowers into the soda bottle.

Holding the vase of flowers high in front of the dumb, she flattered and smiled: "Uncle dumb, can you help me take the flowers upstairs? Dad said I'm annoying, so I'm not allowed to go up and disturb uncle."

The mute took the flowers and poured half a glass of clean water into the soda bottle.Smiling at Feng'er, he turned and went upstairs.

When the mute went up to the second floor, Yu Zhiyao was standing in the study on the phone.The door of the study room was open, and the mute passed by the door holding flowers, and heard Yu Zhiyao say inside: "Yes, yes, another fifty thugs will be transferred from Master Gu, and they will be sent to the factory in two groups... Yes, just in case..."

The mute didn't stop, and went straight into the bedroom, and put the vase of flowers on the windowsill.

After a while, Yu Zhiyao walked back slowly, only a thin Indian silk nightgown was wrapped around her body, and the belt was loosely tied around her waist.The mute turned to face him, shaking the tube of ointment he had just held in his hand.

Yu Zhiyao closed the door knowingly, then supported the wall in front of her with her left hand, spread her legs and bent down.With his right hand back, he lifted the hem of his nightgown, revealing his bare buttocks expressionlessly.

There was a sudden chill in his buttocks, it was the mute who was applying medicine for him.The process is very short, almost an instant.Yu Zhiyao straightened her waist, and walked over to the bed as if nothing had happened.

The mute put back the ointment, tore off a piece of toilet paper and lowered his head to wipe his hands. Suddenly, Yu Zhiyao said in a low voice: "He will be completely finished tonight!"

The mute looked up at him, then went to throw the paper into the wastebasket.

Yu Zhiyao originally talked to himself, and didn't expect the mute to listen carefully.Pulling the towel over his body, he lay down on his side: "I know what he is most afraid of."

The ointment was extremely bitter, and there was still a bitter nose after rubbing it off.The mute went out and washed his hands with soap, then went downstairs to the kitchen and cut half a watermelon, intending to scoop it up with a spoon and feed it to Yu Zhiyao.

At the same time, He Dianying was at home, staring in a daze at the phone in front of her.

Yu Zhiyao never came back, and there was no news from him.He has been waiting for the other party's revenge for the past few days, and his nerves have been tense for too long, turning into a painful torture.

He didn't expect Yu Zhiyao to forgive himself, he just wanted to miss him - it would be good to hear the voice when he made a phone call.

But after sitting in front of the phone for more than an hour, he still didn't have the courage to pick up the receiver.If the call is connected, what is the first sentence?how to say?

"Forget it." He said to himself: "It's already impossible."

After this idea was born, he sat in front of the phone for more than an hour.The setting sun outside the window fell heavily, as if a cavity of blood was poured out, dyeing the sky red.

After a shock, He Dianying stood up and decided to go out for a stroll.

I can't go on in such a daze anymore, this shouldn't be what he did.

He Dianying sold some gifts and went to visit the detective chief godfather first.The Inspector-General is retiring soon, and has recently suffered from several ailments.He Dianying comforted him a little, then left, and went straight to the Flower Street and Liu Lane in the Japanese Concession.

Met with a few good friends in a brothel, He Dianying put on a happy face, talking and laughing at the brothers.The brothers were also very happy, they ate and drank with their arms around the girl, and beside them, there was a charming Qing lady singing a little song.After making such a fuss, seventy to eighty percent of them got drunk, and these people each embraced the girls they liked and went into the room, and they had a lot of fun in the red silk tent.

He Dianying has always had a good capacity for alcohol, but tonight she was also a little drunk, probably because she was more worried when drinking.After some cloud and rain, he got drunk and lay down on the girl to sleep.The girl was so oppressed by him that she tried to push him, but he was heavy and motionless.

He Dianying was exhausted physically and mentally, as if she had just woken up after falling asleep.

Opening his eyes while screaming and shaking, he raised his head in a daze, and looked at the person with a silly face, thinking that he was dreaming.

"Boss!" Xiaobai stood in front of the bed, almost crying, "It's terrible, something big happened!"

Taking a short breath, he ignored the naked and panicked prostitute under the boss: "The pier casino is fighting! They set fire to the warehouse!"

He Dianying sat up suddenly: "Who did it?"

Xiaobai cried and replied: "Song Yichen!"

He Dianying immediately jumped to the ground like a white fish in the waves, searched around but couldn't find the underpants, so she took the trousers and put them on her legs.Stepping into the leather shoes with bare feet, he ran out shirtless, yelling as he ran, "Third brother, fifth child, don't fucking sleep! Come with me!"

Xiaobai took off He Dianying's shirt and suit from the coat rack in desperation, and chased after him in a panic.

He Dianying rushed out of the brothel, the car was already started and was waiting for him.Opening the door and jumping into the car, he suddenly realized that he was out of control.A few brothers from behind ran out barefoot, and asked anxiously through the car window, "Brother, what should we do?"

He Dianying had no time to think, and immediately replied: "I'll go to the pier, the youngest and the fifth will go to the casino, Xiaobai, you take the rest of the people home and get the guns, the guns are in the basement!"

Having said that, he waved to the driver in front of him: "Drive!"

As soon as He Dianying arrived at the pier, he knew that something was wrong.

His warehouse, the warehouse he worked so hard to get back with his life, has been burned into a sea of ​​​​flames, and the thousand taels of smoke have been turned into ashes.There was a scuffle before the sea of ​​flames, and he watched his disciples and grandchildren running and shouting, being chased and killed!

Stared at the scene in front of him for a moment, he turned around and went to open the trunk of the car. There were two pistols thrown inside.He picked up a handful and went forward, but the driver stopped him with a stride: "Boss, no, there are too many of them, don't push me hard!"

He Dianying raised her hand impatiently and was about to push the other party.Unexpectedly, before he could make a move, the driver's head suddenly burst open in front of him.Red, white, and his whole head, face, and chest.Raising his hand and wiping his eyes to look forward, he saw Song Yichen holding a pistol in an instant.

Not only Song Yichen was alone, Song Yichen was accompanied by three or five attendants holding machetes.

In almost a second, He Dianying threw away the pistol and got into the car.Stepping on the accelerator, he bent over and turned the steering wheel, regardless of direction, he turned and fled!

Speeding on the road, he knew that there was a surprise attack on the pier, and even if there were apprentices to supplement him, it would be impossible to reverse the situation.As it is at the pier, the casino must not be much better.He Dianying decided to go home, to avoid the night of swords and swords, and then talk about other things after recovering.

However, when he got home, he stepped on the brakes and opened his eyes wide to the scene outside the window.

His home, He Mansion, is also burning!

The Spanish-style mansion fell into the sea of ​​flames, and the soaring flames illuminated the path ahead and the fancy street lamps on the roadside, and the flowers and plants pruned into geometric patterns looked extremely delicate and bright.The feeling of having nothing came over him suddenly, covering his head and face, causing him to grin and cry.

Nothing, nothing.He became the little boy who sold peppermints back then.Rather than being completely deprived like this, it would be better to let him die!

Pale hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, so hard that the veins on the back of his hands were already exposed.Shaking and lowering his head, he forced himself to calm down.

Stiffly starting the car again, he gritted his teeth in his heart and told himself: "Don't be afraid, run! You still have money in the bank, and your apprentice is not dead. If you keep the green hills, you are not afraid of running out of firewood. You have to Run, run quickly!"

He Dianying fled to the Senyuan Mansion shirtless and bloodstained.