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Zhu Nanjiang knelt beside Wen Changling and cried. He didn't know what else he could do other than cry.

He wanted to let the other person lie in his arms like his elder brother hugged him an hour ago, but the blood on the palm of his arm was bleeding more fiercely.

He didn't expect things to turn out like this.He imagined many possibilities in advance, including dying under the knife and being eaten by wild dogs, but he never imagined that he would sit here intact and watch others bleed.

He's going to die, he's going to die... How is this possible, I'm the one who deserves to be damned!

At this moment, he felt unprecedented despair and helplessness, even when he was beaten so badly by He Tingfen that he wished to die immediately.

The smell of blood in the air stimulated his fragile nerves.Wen Changling's blood was so bright and dazzling, much redder than the one left from his own body, watching it seep out from the wound continuously, seemed to be witnessing the passing of life.He had been wounded countless times, and had bled many times, but this was the first time he was so clearly aware that bleeding would cause death.

As if feeling the despair around him, Wen Changling suddenly opened his eyes in a coma.

Zhu Nanjiang trembled and held his breath: "Brother?"

Those eyes were out of focus, and after a blank look at him, they closed again.

"Brother, I'm afraid..."

Zhu Nanjiang waited for a long time without waiting for the slightest reaction, sobbed at the end, and managed to drag half of his body into his arms and cover it with a cotton robe.

It was very cold in the room, and he didn't dare to shake too much, and he didn't even dare to cry loudly, for fear that even a small movement would aggravate the pain of the person in his arms.

Zhu Nanjiang just knelt on the ground upright and passed out.After an unknown amount of time, another person came in and pulled Wen Changling out of his arms. He woke up with a start, and frantically rushed to bite one of them's forearm.

The long-faced man who was attacked was taken aback, drew his gun and greeted him on the head.However, Zhu Nanjiang's bite was so tight that no matter how hard the butt of the gun was smashed, he would not let go. Another person kicked him out when he saw this.

Zhu Nanjiang rolled over a few times and lay face down on the ground. After the ringing in his ears passed, he could only hear the two swearing not far away.

"This kid is quite protective of the Lord..."

"Damn it, kill him!"

"Come and help first!"

The pain in the top of his head made it hard for him to keep his eyes open.Dazedly seeing Wen Changling being dragged out of the house with his arms crossed, he got up and bumped into it without hesitation.

The long-faced man became impatient, turned around, drew his gun and loaded it.

At this moment, a series of loud noises were heard outside today, and it seemed that many people were fighting.After the sound of gunshots and footsteps, someone broke into the house again: "Since he doesn't encourage people not to want this son, well, well... let's die together!"

Zhu Nanjiang took advantage of the chaos and hugged Wen Changling's body, ignoring the injury on his hand, just hugged him tightly and rolled to the ground, no matter how much he was pulled by the left and right, he would not let go.

Fist and kick came down on him, then club and rifle butt, and maybe something else, but he couldn't feel it anymore.Finally, the gunshot rang out, and the hot blood splashed down and wet his temples, and he lay down slowly, staining the corners of his eyes scarlet.

No pain, no fear.There is only peace and tranquility, as if only you are left in this world.

I'm finally going to die, I should have died a long time ago...but my brother is still in my arms, I can't take him away.

Zhu Nanjiang let go of his hands and tried hard to get up from Wen Changling's body, but as soon as he moved, his chest throbbed suddenly, and his throat felt a fishy sweetness.

Just before he passed out, he saw He Tingyu's bloody face.

When I woke up again, I was already in my bedroom at home.Zhu Nanjiang didn't know that his internal organs were injured, he just felt the pain all over his body. To relieve the pain, he could only take small breaths intermittently.

It was extremely quiet in the room, but it was stormy downstairs.

In a fit of rage, He Liren smashed the top of the coffee table with his cane. He Tingyu whispered something beside him, but was immediately covered by the roar.Fortunately, the adjutant came from the army at this time, and He Liren had no choice but to temporarily put down his temper and asked about the situation in the barracks.

Although Zhu Nanjiang didn't know much about politics, but he had been listening to it since he was a child, and now he heard the conversation between the three downstairs and understood most of it.

It was the time when the Beiyang government fell, and the warlords of Zhiwan and Anhui continued to struggle.Although Shanghai is nominally under the jurisdiction of Jiangsu, it is actually the territory of the Anhui Clan. One of the Hes and his sons served as the guard of Songhu, and the other served as the guardian of Shanghai. The Ministry has a feud.

Xu Xichuan has long been eyeing this piece of fat in Shanghai, but He Liren beats him back after repeated provocations, so he wins over the newly appointed chief of the police station, Qu Guoliang, to make trouble secretly.

This time Zhu Nanjiang was robbed was instigated by Xu Xichuan's subordinates, the purpose was to give He Liren a disarm at this crucial moment of the war, and kill him.The police station did not respond to the notification, and He Tingyu was forced to go out to find the person himself.

Originally, according to Qu Guoliang's intention, we found a place to lock him up for ten and a half months before releasing him.Unexpectedly, the people that Xu Xichuan's subordinates recruited were all desperadoes with eyes open to money. Seeing that the young master of the He family had been captured so easily, they even planned to blackmail him halfway.

After several times of internal strife, things got out of control, and the other party failed to negotiate, and even Xu Xichuan didn't know where Zhu Nanjiang was taken.The next morning, He Tingyu caught the kidnapper who came to deliver the letter at the door of his house. Seeing the severed finger, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. Before he could inform He Liren, he gathered guards and killed him.

"Xu Xichuan! The son of a bitch dares to play dirty with me..." The sound of glass breaking came from downstairs, and He Liren's anger not only did not subside, but burned even more.

"Father, it seems that Qu Guoliang is determined to fight against us."

"That red guy has tripped me up a lot when I was in Shandong, thinking that being the chief of the police can get me on my head? I'm so fucking tired of it!"

"Without evidence, we can't do anything to him."

"You want evidence! He's only allowed to play dirty tricks and we're not allowed to fight back?"

"what do you mean……?"

"Prepare a check for 20 yuan and go to Wang Yaqiao." He Liren waved his hand at the adjutant, "I will have Qu's head fall within a month!"

"Father, although this Wang Yaqiao is not a partisan, he still works with money. What if..."

"Wang Yaqiao has never dealt with the people in the police station. Even if he refuses to accept this deal, he can't help Qu Guoliang."

"Teacher, I know one of his subordinates named Wang Renwu. You can tell him to go and find out first."

"Okay, bring the check. As long as Wang Yaqiao accepts the money, there will be no one in Shanghai who he can't kill!"

He Liren and the adjutant left the He mansion one after the other.

Zhu Nanjiang got out of bed barefoot and touched the door, wanting to take this opportunity to go downstairs to ask about Wen Changling's news, but he didn't dare to show his face when his father was furious.

While hesitating, the bedroom door suddenly opened, and He Tingyu appeared at the door holding a water glass.

"you're awake."

"Um."

"Can you go?"

"Um."

"Lie down first, and I'll call the doctor to show you later."

He Tingyu put the water glass on the bedside cabinet and straightened up again, with no expression on his face from beginning to end.

Under his gaze, Zhu Nanjiang walked back to the bed step by step. The pain in his legs and waist made him unable to walk, and it took five or six seconds just to lie down.

He didn't know if he should thank He Tingyu, because he was the one who rescued him and Wen Changling from the kidnappers.But he also knew that his father and brother didn't really care about his life, they just hated the person who ordered the kidnapping.

He Tingyu waited patiently for him to cover himself with the quilt, then turned off the desk lamp and turned to go out. When he came to the door, he stopped suddenly: "The young master of the Wen family has been sent to the hospital. I will give him enough money as compensation."

The door opened and closed again.

Zhu Nanjiang let out a sigh of relief.

In fact, he still had a lot of questions to ask, such as whether Wen Changling asked about himself, such as whether he could go to the hospital to see him, but he couldn't ask a word in front of He Tingyu.

He is afraid of him.

This is a kind of fear and humbleness engraved in the bones.Even without beatings and insults, he is still a maggot in the eyes of the other party.

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