Deadly Twelve Days

I am all too familiar with this expression of bulky strength. This is the sign of his impending fire.

However, I don't have much time to worry about his expression anymore. I will just leave after I finish the project with Hu Shuangpao. It's still his turn to shout and shout.

I stood quietly in front of Mighty, waiting for his lecture. After a long while, he didn't make any more sounds. Instead, he smiled and returned to his office without saying anything. Everyone, including his new colleague, was stunned.

"Big brother, you're amazing, Ox-Head doesn't even dare to vent his anger on you." This brat seemed gentle and refined, but I didn't expect him to be so experienced. In just a blink of an eye, he had forgotten about the scolding and even stood up to start a relationship with me.

I chuckled and didn't deny it. I thought you didn't see it when the workers were beaten black and blue.

I glanced sideways and saw Hu Shuang sitting in the air. She hadn't come to work today, so I couldn't help but feel a sense of loss as I looked at her empty seat. At the same time, I was also secretly shocked.

However, this little girl isn't here. I have nothing to do right now anyway, you have to know that she is my only customer. Thus, I chuckled and started chatting with this little brat in front of me.

It turned out that this guy's name was Li Xuefei, and he carried a bit of a sissy like her name. However, his surname was Ge, and he seemed to be quite active.

After chatting for a bit, I lost all interest and went to my seat to surf the internet. As for Mighty, I didn't know why he went crazy and didn't show up again for the whole morning. He hid in his office.

I wanted to call Hu Shuang and ask her about it, but I thought it would be too normal not to come to work for the whole morning due to her identity. My phone call would inevitably disturb her, so I had to hide this thought in my heart.

It wasn't easy for me to get off work, so without saying anything further, I grabbed the item left by the guard at the door and swiftly got on a taxi to Zhang Qiang's place.

Because I'm just Zhang Qiang's ordinary friend, I can't even enter the ward directly.

Fortunately, I had a good chance. After waiting for a few minutes, I saw Jun'er, who was carrying a thermos, hurriedly run over. Under her lead, I entered Zhang Qiang's ward.

This time, Zhang Qiang appeared much calmer. It was also because of this that the doctor took off the piece of tape that was stuck to his mouth. There were still some food scraps at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at my good friend who had lost a lot of weight, even I couldn't help but feel my heart ache.

However, I just silently carried the things I bought in the morning and quietly sat at the side, watching the wet eyes of Jun'er feeding the food to Zhang Qiang.

At this moment, Zhang Qiang was like a stiff little kid, looking at me with his emotionless eyes while his mouth was mechanically looking at me.

I ignored him. After carefully studying the notes Yi Yun left behind yesterday, I was very clear that this Zhang Qiang was definitely another person. Moreover, this person was most likely surnamed Zheng and was from the Zheng Family.

However, Jun'er was still there. In order to not scare her, I quietly waited for her to finish feeding before pulling her aside. I whispered a few words to her, telling her to stand guard at the door so that no one else could come in.

Jun Zi looked at me doubtfully for a long while, but eventually, she still nodded hesitantly.

Honestly speaking, although I could tell that she and Zhang Qiang had a good relationship, I still didn't like her personality. As the saying goes, there's no need to suspect others, since I've already said it myself, she still looks at me like that which makes me very unhappy. But for Zhang Qiang's sake, I don't have to bother too much with her.

At this moment, only Zhang Qiang and I were left in the ward. He did not make a sound, and neither did I make a sound. The two of them stared at each other, and the look in Zhang Qiang's eyes changed.

"This has been going on for decades, aren't you used to it?" I pretended to be relaxed. As a man who rarely smoked, I even took a pack of cigarettes with me and lit it, handing one to him at the same time.

Zhang Qiang didn't make a sound, not even a single change in his expression. He just continued to stare at me, causing me to feel a chill down my spine. However, after looking at his tightly bound hospital gown, I heaved a sigh of relief and similarly lifted my head to look at him.

"What's your relationship with Zheng Xiaosong?" I asked him again. I think no matter how many generations of Zheng Xiaosong he is, at the very least as the ancestor of the Zheng Family, he should be very clear about it.

Sure enough, the moment I said those words, his face changed and his gaze became sharp like a ferocious beast, causing me to feel weak. But now that the arrow is on the bow, I have no choice but to shoot it.

Unfortunately, his mouth seemed to be welded shut, yet he still did not make a sound.

I sighed. If he continued like this, then I would have to use force. Thus, I stretched my body a little and prepared to open the bag that I had brought with me.

But then he spoke, his voice a little stiff, and he asked me, "How do you know?"

When I heard this, although I was shocked at first, but soon I felt a surge of ecstasy. However, I might have directly revealed it, so I pretended to be calm and expressionless and replied, "Wan Sobbing Yuan is now the former Zheng Family Station. It's not that difficult to understand."

As I said this, I stared at him. I had to keep an eye on his expression, otherwise I might really die without knowing how.

At this moment, his face revealed a helpless expression before he faintly smiled. However, his smile seemed to hide too much sadness and sorrow, as if he was a completely different person from before.

At this point, I wanted to take advantage of the situation and chase him away. It would be great if I could even deceive him and coax him to leave on his own accord.

Before I could say anything, he shouted. His expression was twisted with anger as he grinded his teeth and said, "Damn it! Damn it all! What Weeping Plains? Those are the cries of countless Zheng Family ghosts!"

As soon as he said those words, I couldn't help but shiver. I automatically imagined the countless ghosts crying in the dead of night.

After saying that, he starts to struggle violently like a trapped beast. Even I am a little worried that the cotton body will not be stable enough, and that he might overexert himself to escape.

After struggling for a long time, he finally collapsed. He stared at the white ceiling and asked helplessly, "What do you want?"

When I heard this, I immediately became spirited. I had finally gotten to the main topic at hand. I feigned a relaxed smile and said, "The owner of this body is my friend. I hope you can leave."

"Impossible." He interrupted me before I could finish, "I've gone through so much trouble to revive myself, how could I give up so easily?"

"If you don't want to leave, then I'll have to use force." As I spoke, I directly opened the bag. I had the intention of showing him that I wasn't a person without goods.

Sure enough, he tilted his head and looked at the contents of the bag. His expression slightly changed as he said, "Even if you force me, I won't come out. I'd rather have my soul scatter than become a ghost that will never rise to prominence."

Hearing his words, I got anxious. Why did I run into a stubborn calf today?

However, looking at his current expression, this matter might not be impossible to discuss.

Thus, I chuckled as I stood beside his bed and looked down at him. "Look at how you are now. Do you think you can be considered to be alive?"

This plan was called Attacking the Heart. From his words, I could tell that he wasn't someone who couldn't communicate with others. It was just like writing a code. As long as he could achieve his goal, what could he do with more resources?

However, he didn't seem to care too much about it. On the contrary, he smiled and said it didn't matter, at least it was better than being a ghost.

Well, look at him.

I didn't want to say anything more. I just warned him one last time: "If that's the case, then don't blame me."

He didn't say anything, but I took out the contents of the bag one by one.