The president regretted after the poor little left

"Mr. An, the group who attacked the young master abandoned the car."

An Luo looked thoughtfully at the abandoned van thrown in the woods.

Just now, the car of Si's father Si Qiyi was attacked, and the minivan crashed into that car desperately, almost causing death. Shooting in the dark almost killed people.

An Luo looked at the people he was leading, and said, "Be careful of concealment, and try to catch someone alive."

These days, frequent assassinations are encountered, which is really abnormal. Si Qiyi has already taken power from his hands, and now he is just eating and waiting to die. It is obviously not wise to take the risk to kill him.

Enemy?

He withdrew his thoughts and ordered, "Let the brothers search separately."

The other party responded, "Understood."

An Luo separated from them and walked alone in the forest. He observed the surroundings vigilantly, looking for traces on the ground and walked forward. The footprints on the grass disappeared in front of an abandoned factory building.

He vigilantly touched his waist, but before he could touch it, suddenly, something was pressed against the back of his head, which was icy cold.

An Luo's body was slightly stiff, and he didn't dare to move anymore.

He could feel the fiery gaze behind him, and the people behind him looked at him for a long time before they made any movement.

"Move forward."

The voice was low and hoarse, but it gave An Luo a sense of familiarity, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

The thing on the back of his head approached, An Luo obediently walked forward, and entered the factory building following the orders of the man behind him.

He thought the factory would be their base camp, but when he entered, it was empty, only the damp smell that had been abandoned for a long time.

He turned around abruptly, and was about to take out the things pinned to his waist, but the moment he turned around, he saw clearly the face of the person behind him, and suddenly, his movements stopped.

He muttered the name that had been haunting his heart for many years in a daze, "Si Yixiao..."

How many years has Si Yixiao been away?He couldn't remember, and he could vaguely see the man's face back then, but he couldn't find the familiar feeling when he was younger.

The man raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, and corrected, "No, now, it's Feng Yixiao."

The dark thing pointed at the center of An Luo's brow, and he only needed to hook his fingers to kill An Luo instantly.

Feng Yixiao looked deeply at the face in front of him.

An Luo's appearance, even if he dies, will be engraved in his mind!

He said softly, "It's a pity, you dogs who are loyal to protect the master let me go for nothing. I thought I could kill that old thing."

Although An Luo had some guesses in his mind, he still couldn't believe it when he heard Feng Yixiao say this himself. He said, "That's your father."

Feng Yixiao sneered indifferently, "Not every man is qualified to be a father after having a good time."

He can't wait for that old thing to die without a whole body!

An Luo pointed at the thing between his eyebrows, "Are you going to kill me?"

"No, how could I be willing to kill you?"

Although Feng Yixiao was smiling, there was a chill in his eyes.

His voice was calm, "I've been thinking about you, every day since the day I left."

An Luo's heart moved slightly, and he was about to speak, but Feng Yixiao spoke before him.

"I think about it every day, what should I do to make your life worse than death!"

He looked at An Luo gloomyly.

He doesn't have to come here in person today, but he really can't help but want to meet this old man who haunts him in advance...

Taking a step closer to the muzzle, he said in a deep voice, "Turn around and kneel down."

An Luo's eyes were slightly closed, hiding the emotions in his eyes.

He turned around and did as he did, and knelt down on the ground. Just as he knelt down, the person behind him suddenly moved and kicked him on the shoulder, forcing him to push himself down.

An Luo snorted, and was forced to kneel on the ground with his hands on the ground. He was about to get up, but the people behind him no longer gave him a chance. Feng Yixiao tied his hands behind him, and he was thinking about what Feng Yixiao wanted to do. When killing him in any way, suddenly, the belt loosened...

An Luo was shocked, his voice was mixed with anger, "You!"

With a "bang", the black thing fell to the ground, Feng Yixiao looked there, mockingly said, "Yo, so you brought it too, so why didn't you shoot me? Didn't you? "

An Luo struggled to leave, "Kill if you want, what are you doing?!"

Feng Yi Xiao Sensen smiled, "It's come to this point, what do you think I'm going to do?"

An Luo wanted to look back, but at the same time, a tearing pain came, and he couldn't help crying out in pain, and his body couldn't help shaking.

A thin layer of sweat floated on Feng Yixiao's forehead.

He didn't feel good about it, but seeing An Luo in pain, he felt a sense of revenge, and couldn't help but want to make An Luo suffer even more!

"So you know it hurts, but it should only be physical pain. Have you ever felt distressed? Of course not. How could you, a cold-blooded bitch, know what distressing is?"

"Is it very interesting to play me? I should have known a long time ago. You are a servant of the Si family, and your heart is only for the Si family. Are you and that bastard Si Jinhan in the same group? From the beginning, you just wanted to play me. Playing? I stood in the backyard and waited for you all night. At that time, were you hiding in the corner and looking at me, laughing at me for standing all night like a fool because of your words. "

"As you wish, I haven't had a good day since my mother went to the Feng family! The father of the Feng family is also not a good person. He doesn't want to take over me, but he dare not refuse the Si family. I have been there for a few days , he brought back a biological child of himself and Xiaosan from outside!"

"My mother walks on eggshells every day there, no one would love a child who has nothing to do with their own family!"

"From childhood to adulthood, they have been staring at me every day, lest I overwhelm his own child, lest I miss their family's three melons and two dates! The word "wild species" seems to hang on their lips Same, every day I spend in being beaten and scolded!"

"Aren't you very happy to hear me say this? I'm happy that your plan was successful! I'm happy that my life would be worse than death!"

He gritted his teeth with hatred, he didn't have any experience, he only knew how to go on a rampage, his actions were mixed with anger, An Luo's face turned pale with pain.

The bumpy movement made the inner pocket of the coat wide open, and the pendant inside rolled to the ground. Fearing that it would be lost, An Luo reached out with difficulty to grab the pendant back and held it tightly in his palm.

The voice that came out was trembling and out of tune, "I'm sorry..."

He thought it was Feng Yixiao's future...

Feng Yixiao sneered, grabbed the hair at the back of his head, forced him to look at him, and said with a sinister smile, "You think I'll let you go if you say I'm sorry? Huh?"

An Luo looked at him deeply, Feng Yixiao's rationality had long been swallowed by anger, and he could no longer tell what was in those eyes.

He didn't stop even when the person under him lost consciousness.

He leaned over and pinched An Luo's pale face, his eyes were fierce, "The game has just started, we will meet again, soon..."

……

When An Luo woke up, there was no one in the factory, only himself lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment.

He got up, every movement of his legs would affect the wound, the sticky between his legs was his blood...

The first thing he did when he woke up was to check whether the pendant he was holding in his hand was still there. Spreading out his palm, an emerald necklace was lying quietly in his palm.

The purity of the gem is not high, it is gray, and it looks cheap at first glance, but it is such a cheap thing that he keeps with him for many years as a treasure...

He picked up the pants on the side, put them on and walked out of the factory.

When I experienced this for the first time, the only thing I felt was pain and suffering.

He tried his best to ignore the pain, and walked out of the woods pretending nothing happened.

Those people searched to no avail, they had already come out, and they hadn't contacted him for a long time. When they saw him come out, they rushed up and asked, "Mr. An, have you gained anything?"

They all thought that he had been stuck inside for so long because he had encountered something.

An Luo answered irrelevantly, "What about you?"

He didn't have any expectations in his heart, and when he recalled Feng Yixiao, he was even a little worried.

Those people shook their heads, "No."

An Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and lied for the first time, "Me too."

The servant has always been the most loyal, but this time, he hid his selfishness.

The group of people shook their heads in frustration, "Too cunning, I will never let them go next time!"

An Luo didn't want them to stay here any longer, and said, "Let's go back first, and the hospital will also send some people to strictly protect them."

"understood."

An Luo got into the car with a few people.

Someone with sharp eyes said to An Luo, "Mr. An, why is there blood on your pants?"

An Luo said without changing his face, "I fell down just now, and the branch scratched my waist, and it probably dripped on it."

What he did on his face was impeccable, no one doubted it.

After getting in the car, An Luo was restless, his mind was full of the words Feng Yixiao said before he fainted.

His self-righteous decision ended up causing Feng Yixiao to suffer for so long...

Raising his hand to touch the position of the nipple, the necklace under the shirt seemed to be slightly warming.

For so many years, he has been lingering in guilt. Feng Yixiao's words before leaving have been replaying in his mind over and over again. It is the nightmare that wakes him up from bed every night.

What should he do to make up for what he owed him?

After returning to the Si's house, he was still restless. It was getting late, so he went back to his room, took off his clothes and treated his injuries clumsily.

One after another blood-stained tissues were thrown into the trash can, and the injuries were shocking.

He didn't care about it hastily, lying on the bed, the nightmare when he was separated from Feng Yixiao when he was young, circling in his mind again, playing out, day after day, year after year...

He owes Feng Yixiao, and he is doomed to be unresolved in this life...

In the early morning of the next day, he got up early as usual, went downstairs, and just stepped into the yard when he saw the person who had just separated yesterday.

The old man and Feng Yixiao were sitting in the tea booth in the courtyard, talking leisurely, Feng Yixiao caught sight of that figure from the corner of his eye, and the smile on the corner of his mouth evoked an intriguing smile.