palm blade

Everyone in the venue obviously did not expect Lei Shao to forcibly interrupt Mu Zixing's next task.

"This..." Someone next to him said.

Lei Shao turned his eyes away from Mu Zixing, and glanced at the subordinate who came in. The subordinate understood, and walked forward without squinting, and led Mu Zixing out.

As soon as the door of the big meeting room was closed, Lei Shao glanced across the room, and then settled on the face of the person who just spoke, "Mr. Shen, do you have something to say?"

A man with Mediterranean hair, a slightly fat body, and over half a century old hesitated for a while before saying, "According to the rules, whoever wants to quit Rongxing, as long as he can survive three knives and six holes, even a person in power can't stop him .”

"It can be seen that Mu Zixing has a strong desire to quit Rongxing. Xiao Shao, it's a bit against the rules for you to do so."

These words were like throwing a pebble into a lake, and immediately there was a buzz of whispering in the venue.

"Right, right." "It really shouldn't be." "Too reckless." "The rules set by the ancestors."...

"Unruly?"

A rhetorical question without any emotion immediately silenced the discussion around him. Lei Shao stared at the Patriarch surnamed Shen coldly for a few seconds before opening his mouth.

"Mu Zixing belongs to me first, and then belongs to Rongxing. Whether you want to leave Rongxing, my people, I have the final say."

It is estimated that many people at the scene wanted to ask you why you say that people belong to you?But seeing Lei Shao's expression, he swallowed back the words.

"Mr. Shen, do you have any questions?"

The muscles on Shen Chang'an's cheeks trembled twice. Lei Shao is a man who is too deep in the city to suppress all his emotions in his heart, but he doesn't show anything on his face.

This tone made people feel like he was not defending Mu Zixing, but Shen Changan was making things difficult for others.

Shen Changan was upset in his heart, but said on the face, "Since Xiao Shao has explained it so clearly, of course there is no more, but if Mu Zixing insists on leaving Rongxing or even defecting..."

Lei Shao's eyes flickered slightly, knowing that this was Shen Changan deliberately making a fuss about his words.

After a while, he said, "My people, of course I have to be responsible."

Speaking of which, Lei Shao's slender knuckles pushed forward the tray containing the long knife, "He really wants to defect one day, I'll take the three knives and six holes."

As soon as these words came out, the people present had nothing to say, and they all shut up resentfully.

"Since there is no problem, the meeting will continue."

After Lei Shao finished speaking, he put away the gun, returned to the main seat and sat down. The frost in those light-colored eyes had dissipated, but they were still cold.Stabbed three times in the chest, how can there be life, what kind of plan these people have, he really doesn't know.

The old-school families just suffered a lot from Mu Zixing's hands, and now they all hope that Mu Zixing will die, so that they can feel more at ease.

These Rongxing people...

Lei Shao closed his eyes, concealing the frightening look that flashed across his eyes.

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In the hospital, Xin Wen came out of the ward and gently closed the door, then turned around and said to Lei Shao who had been waiting outside for a long time, "I just got an analgesic injection, and I'm already asleep."

Lei Shao nodded, "How is the injury?"

"It's a penetrating wound. The bullet didn't stay in the body, and it didn't hurt the bones, tissues or nerves." Xin Wen replied.

After listening to him, the tense expression on Lei Shao's face finally relaxed a little, but his eyes still stayed on the glass window of the ward door.

"Sir, do you want to go in and have a look? You can visit now." Xin Wen said casually.

"No," Lei Shao looked back and confessed, "I will send more people to the hospital. Mu Zixing's care is handled by you personally every day and cannot be entrusted to others."

Just now Mu Zixing offended the old school all over the place, but now he is in the hospital, those people will definitely counterattack secretly.

"I understand." Xin Wen said.

After explaining that Lei Shao didn't stay any longer, he left the hospital directly. There were a lot of urgent matters raised by the Rongxing Council, so he couldn't stay here for too long.

Xin Wen upstairs watched Lei Shao's private car go away and merged into the night. He pushed his glasses, went in and checked the data again, and then returned to the office with the recording board.

Everyone outside said that Yan Yi was Lei Shao's favorite person, but as that person's personal doctor, he felt that the person he loved deeply should be the one lying in the ward.

In the early years, when he was an intern assistant, Lei Shao would always personally send the injured Mu Zixing over, and then stay outside the ward door all night.

Later, for some reason, the relationship between the two seemed to be at a standstill, and it became Mu Zixing alone. Every time he dragged his seriously injured body over, Lei Shao would not even look at him.

But Xin Wen knew that every time Mu Zixing was injured, Lei Shao would secretly ask him about his medical treatment.

On the evening of the third day, Lei Shao came to the hospital again. His face was faintly tired, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

Xin Wen had just finished checking the house when he ran into him on the way and took him there.

"how are you today?"

"I fell asleep in the front, and I'm still relatively weak. After all, I hurt my vitality before, and it will be slower to recover."

The corners of Lei Shao's lips were straightened, and he hummed.

In the parliament, he couldn't break the rules in front of so many people. Mu Zixing ignored his objections at the time, seeing that he couldn't stop him, he had no choice but to do so in desperation.

After entering the ward, Mu Zixing breathed calmly and closed his eyes.

"Mister, I'm leaving first. If you need anything, you can ring the bell to call me." Xin Wen said.

Lei Shao nodded, and after they left, he sat down beside the hospital bed.

Mu Zixing didn't sleep well, and he was in a light sleep state. When the mattress slightly collapsed, he woke up.

However, when he saw Lei Shao sitting by the bed, his expression fell into confusion, as if he felt that he was still awake and in a dream.

"Sir?" He couldn't help stretching out his hand to grab Lei Shao's wrist, but he really felt a piece of warmth.

The husband came to see him in the hospital, Mu Zixing thought to himself the next second.

The setting sun was setting outside, and the light in the room had already dimmed. Lei Shao turned on the night light beside the bed. As Xin Wen said, Mu Zixing's old injury was not healed, and he had a new injury. At this moment, he looked haggard. To the extreme.

Knowing that he was not dreaming and that Lei Shao really came, Mu Zixing let go of his hand reluctantly and immediately apologized for his behavior just now, "I'm sorry, sir."

Lei Shao didn't speak, he lifted the quilt and glanced at the bandage wrapped around Mu Zixing's shoulder, and then asked, "Mu Zixing, why did you leave Rongxing?"

Hearing his question, Mu Zixing stared at Lei Shao for a long time, and then said softly, "Because, I can't hold on anymore."