The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 969 Old Affairs of the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is also romantic 65

  Feng Lingzhi sneered: "Really?"

   Nothing but Mission Impossible.

  Back then, in order to complete the task assigned to him by Fu Rongheng and gain the trust of Qin Wenwen, Feng Lingzhi almost died and escaped death. He also played a double-faced role in these years, secretly obtaining a lot of information from Huiyi.

  Scholar dies for his confidant.

  The fourth master entrusted me with a heavy responsibility. For the trust of Mount Tai, I will repay the general's kindness, so how could I betray him!

  Millions of armies are loyal to him.

   To use an old saying—

  Report to the king on the golden stage, and support Yulong to die for the king.

  Qin Wenwen thought too deeply, and left such a dark thread as Zhao Pengzhong, but he didn't realize that it was his dereliction of duty that caused a catastrophe.

  Since the day when the fourth master fell into a coma, Feng Lingzhi exhausted his efforts to investigate who was the undercover agent, and only let him show his feet until today.

  Zhao Pengzhong was well aware of Fu Rongheng's methods, and he was afraid that his life would be lost and his face would be ashamed.

  He saw Chu Jinan in the distance, shouted loudly, grabbed it with a desperate fight, and rushed towards Chu Jinan!

   "Bang!" A gunshot.

   Whose body fell to the ground.

  The gun in Zhao Pengzhong's hand fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and he saw a tall figure approaching from a distance, and his body fell to the ground unwillingly...

  Fu Rongheng walked over from the snow, with a gun in one hand, calm: "Take it down."

   Fourth Master Fu’s return will be bloody, and the first gift he will give back to Hui Qin is pressure.

  Feng Lingzhi cleverly used his identity as Mission Impossible to pass on false information to the generals, causing them heavy casualties.

   When Qin Wenwen realized that Feng Lingzhi was not sincerely submitting to him, it was too late!

  Huiqin suffered disastrous defeats one after another. Seeing that the situation was wrong, other forces gave Huiqin support, and all 100,000 were wiped out.

   In desperation, Hui Qian proposed to negotiate, but was rejected three times.

  Qin Wenwen smashed the pot and tried to launch the experimental crisis. Chu Jin'an United Medical Alliance put pressure and condemned this.

  A catastrophe was killed in the cradle.

   Three months later.

   That day was February 14th, the winter was severe and the new snow was old.

   A bet is a foregone conclusion, and everyone will be safe in the world!

  The team belonging to Zhongji officially stationed in Huipan. Since then, there is no independent Huipan, only Zhongji's Huipan City!

   And a conspiracy that lasted for ten years finally surfaced.

  All the people who participated in the research experiment, led by Qin Wenwen, all failed.

   There was an uproar, which aroused public indignation. Literati, writers, and news agencies condemned this huge experiment.

  Qin Wenwen was notorious through the ages, he was crazy, and when he saw Fu Rongheng: "Why can't you understand me! I did this experiment for the future of all mankind, and I am for all mankind!"

   "It's just to satisfy your own selfish desires." The man raised his eyes, the eyes were far-reaching and piercing, condensed into the coldest wind and snow, "How many lives have you killed, and you dare to say that it is for all living beings?"

  Qin Wenwen's face was ashen, his hair turned gray all night, and what greeted him was death. He was afraid and begged for mercy. When the bullet passed through, he seemed to feel the pain of countless experimental subjects facing death...

   The crime is heinous, and you will reap the consequences, and you will not be able to exchange countless lives!

  In those few days, Fu Rongheng was so busy that Chu Jin'an couldn't even see anyone.

   "Heng has been rewarded for his revenge, and Ah Heng is happy these few days." Liang Shangjun told her that the stone that had been pressed in his heart for many years finally fell to the ground, and he narrated a story of the past.

  They had already begun to investigate the matter of the meeting experiment as early as eight years ago, but the things involved behind it were too complicated.

   They desperately rescued many people who were captured as experimental subjects. Li Zhongxing died to save people. That was Fu Rongheng's partner at the time.

  That incident was due to his intelligence error, and Liang Shangjun later chose to study medicine, which had a lot to do with it.

   On the day when the laboratory was completely destroyed, explosions rang out one after another. Everyone heard the sound of bang bang bang that day.

  The fire burned for a whole day, and half of the country was burned red!

  Fu Rongheng watched with his own eyes.

At the end, the fire was gradually extinguished, and snow fluttered from the sky, falling on his shoulders. He raised his hand to brush the snow off his shoulders, staring at the laboratory that turned into dust, slowly going up, it was gray blue Sky.

  For a moment, I was full of thoughts, thinking of many old people, and lamenting that life in the world is like a dream, and there are old loess and old graves along the way.

  If there are really ghosts and gods in this world, they should know that the great hatred will be rewarded under the nine springs.

  The green mountain road is long, and the bright moon is still there.

  That night, everyone gathered in the high-rise building, drinking one glass after another, toasting mountains and rivers, as well as the deceased.

   "Heng, I respect you." Liang Shangjun said with a smile, "Respect the past."

  Drinking hurt his body, Chu Jinan stopped him, Fu Rongheng pinned his wrist, his eyebrows were full of flair, and whispered: "You must have fun in life to be happy."

   When Xinglan and people dispersed, he returned with all his heart. Just when he was in high spirits, he lit up the lamp to watch the sword, climbed the high platform alone, and looked at the land thousands of miles away, all under his feet.

  Chu Jin'an couldn't control him today, and it was rare for him to be happy, so he let him go.

  He propped up the high platform, facing the wind, and said with emotion: "The grass and trees have a hundred years of new rain and dew, and the cars and books of thousands of miles of old mountains and rivers."

  Chu Jin'an turned his head to look at him, and for a moment couldn't tell whether he was happy or reminiscing, and said, "Fourth brother is drunk."

   "It's good to be drunk." Fu Rongheng turned his face sideways, she was in his eyes, and when the wind blew, the shadow swayed, and her heart also fluctuated, "Let's go to the fourth brother today."

   "Which time did I not follow you in the end." Chu Jin'an refused to admit it, and muttered something in a low voice, and accompanied him to the high platform and embraced the bright moon. In the end, he was afraid that he would catch the cold and his body would not be good, so he dragged him back.

   This is the last night in Huipan. Tomorrow they will leave for Beicheng, and there are still matters to be resolved in Beicheng.

  Fu Rongheng received a letter from the Fu family in Beicheng at night. He sat in the study for a while, pondered for a long time, folded the letter without saying anything.

  Chu Jin'an guessed it was a letter of pleading, she didn't get involved in these things, she just got out of the shower, her hair was wet, and she made him hangover soup.

  Fu Rongheng came out of the study and said to her: "I will take you to the cemetery when I arrive in Beicheng later."

  The heroic souls of many martyrs live there, you should go see them.

  Chu Jin'an nodded seriously: "Okay."

  Fu Rongheng leaned on the head of the bed, thought about it and said: "I won't talk about this today."

Vaguely, I can discern his outline under the light of the lamp, leaning on the bed, into an old painting, set off by the rustic wooden furniture in the room, looking at her with a smile, the collar of the shirt is open, the body is clean, it is private Only relaxation she had ever seen.

Chu Jin'an's heart moved slightly, and the white snow came in from the window, as if he was still the depressed nobleman who was listening to the play on the second floor that day, with his face slightly sideways, talking with others, behind him was a pile of dead bones, the long night will be bright .

   "Come here." He called her.

  (end of this chapter)