Fengqi Jingshi

Chapter 79

The night was already dark, Shen Junzhuo was walking on the road, he was thinking about the interrogation of the gangster today, the strange thing is that the guy was tortured, but he still couldn't explain why, let alone who the client was.The only thing that is certain is that someone bought the killer and asked him to rob a young lady.

That gangster was just a member of a Jianghu organization, he just came to the capital from Henan, he was not familiar with everything in the capital, he was a desperado who would do anything as long as he was given money.There is nothing better than dealing with such a person, don't ask about everything, as long as the money opens the way.It is also possible to find such a person.

He frowned, he didn't expect such life-threatening incidents to happen one after another in the mansion.This kind of behavior is very similar to her style, ruthless and decisive, never procrastinating, just like the old country's way before the death of the old man, he changed the memorandum to invite the son to be established, and arranged for people to hunt and kill him.

His suspicion of her has never faded, but one is that he has never been able to get any evidence, and the other is that he can't figure out why he wanted to attack Shu Yao.She is just an unmarried girl of Yunying, what threat can she pose?If you talk about Shen Yan, it can make people think a little bit more. After all, Shen Minghe inherited the old man's attitude as the son of the prince, and it was always unclear. He once favored Shen Yan. past.But what is Shu Yao doing for?

He walked in the dark, and when he looked up occasionally, there were dim lights in the distance.It's just that the light does not belong to him, and he has been alone for 23 years.When he was young, the old man of the country paid special attention to him since he discovered his talent. He not only invited the great Confucianism at that time to be his teacher, but also found a boxing master from outside. He is good at all the six arts of a gentleman.But he is young after all, if he wants to learn these things well, he will spend less time in the inner house, and spend less time with his mother.He knew in his heart that Mrs. Yu cared a lot for him, but he still couldn't get close to her.

There was wind and sand in the desert on the northern Xiongnu battlefield, and when it was blown up, it covered the sky and the sun and the sky was chaotic. After the blowing, people and livestock could be buried under the wind and sand, and only the tenacious Achnatherum splendens and tamarisk could emerge.When the weather is fine, the sun is shining in the daytime, and the skin exposed outside the clothes is reddened, and it burns and hurts after an hour of sun exposure. At night, you have to light a campfire and wrap yourself in a leather jacket to barely survive the cold. night.

But there is also beautiful scenery there. When the sun sets, the sunset glow on the horizon is fiery red, majesticly churning out colorful scenes, dyeing half of the sky in different shades of red.There was a bonfire on the ground, and the whole sheep roasting on the fire made beeping, beeping, beeping, and drops of fat fell down a certain position, and a cluster of flames quickly sprang up in the fire, and the smell of meat wafted across the air. far away.Someone took out the spirits and sang loudly. The spirits were passed down one by one in the crowd, and the loud and clear singing went straight to the sky from the ears.

It's just that intensity and agitation that made him feel extraordinarily lonely.His Wen Tao Wu Lue showed a little bit here, and he quickly changed from an unknown pawn to a scout leader who could lead a team of troops. Surrounded by noisy people, he felt as if he was in no man's land.Looking back at his hometown, he was a little confused, who should he miss?Who do you care about?

The swords and swords on that battlefield were ruthless, and the blood and water mixed with sand and sand soon turned into blackness. He killed so many people that he couldn't even count them.After killing too many people, he would become numb if he killed again. Maybe at that time he really had a ferocious face, like a green-faced and fang-toothed evil ghost.That's why so many people are afraid of him, fear him, and regard him as impermanence from the underworld.But there is such a person, who obviously has a pair of deer-like timid and easily startled eyes, but dares to meet his eyes and look at him, and this look penetrates into his heart, making him feel that even in the lonely night. Warmth.

(End of this chapter)