Inside the box.

After Han Wushuang sat down, he looked at Feng Zhaohong who walked in, and said very coldly: "If you have anything to say, just say it quickly!"

The purpose of Feng Zhaohong's interview, Han Wushuang guessed before he opened his mouth.

The opening was like this, and the smile on Feng Zhaohong's face stiffened slightly.

But at this point, even if the road ahead is full of knives, Feng Zhaohong can only continue to move forward.

"Han Wushuang, can you spare Wuyun?" Feng Zhaohong said with a begging face.

Han Wushuang sat with a cold face, his mouth didn't even open for a moment, and the meaning was already obvious.

Feng Zhaohong wanted to talk about the rest, even if he put aside his hatred and cooperated, Han Wushuang could accept it.

But to say that Feng Wuyun was spared, Han Wushuang's attitude was very clear: impossible!

Principles are the most immutable things.

Since it was decided that none of the people related to Qin Xiaodong's death could escape, they would not retreat.

What Feng Zhaohong didn't know was that the reason why Han Wushuang didn't let Feng Wuyun go as fast as Shao Tianhua was torture.

"Wuyun, he's crazy now, can't you still give him a way to live?" Feng Zhaohong said with difficulty.

Thinking of the stupid Feng Wuyun, Feng Zhaohong's heart felt uncomfortable for a while, and his eyes quickly reddened.

A big man, especially the head of the Feng family, has red eyes at the moment, and he looks like he is about to cry, and it is another big news to spread it.

And if people who don't know the truth sit here and see Feng Zhaohong's appearance, most of them will think that he is very pitiful, and Han Wushuang is very cold-blooded.

Han Wushuang smiled indifferently, raised his eyebrows and said, "Feng Zhaohong, I know that you are also involved in Xiaodong's affairs, you should be glad that I didn't clean you up!"

With a hot face and a cold buttocks, how can Feng Zhaohong not feel uncomfortable in his heart.

In order to save everything, Feng Zhaohong continued with a calm breath: "Han Wushuang, as long as you can spare Wuyun, I can promise you whatever you ask!"

regressed all the way, Feng Zhaohong could only endure it again and again.

He knew very well that Han Wushuang didn't nod his head, and he couldn't send Feng Wuyun for treatment.

Feng Wuyun's spirit has just had problems, and if he is treated at this time, Feng Wuyun still has hope of recovery.

It's been a long time, and it's really hopeless.

"Are you sure you can do anything?" Han Wushuang asked with a smile.

"Yes!"

Feng Zhaohong nodded in a heavy tone, with a firm expression.

"In that case, then you help me solve the ancient age, and I can bypass your father and son!"

Borrowing a knife to kill people, Han Wushuang will still do.

On the one hand, he is a son, and on the other hand, he wants to be attached to him.

If you want your son to live, you have to attack the people you are attached to.

If you don't want to do it, your son will have to die.

This problem, how to choose Feng Zhaohong, Han Wushuang doesn't want to care about it.

Whether it is Feng Wuyun or ancient, in Han Wushuang's opinion, they are all damned people.

Hearing the ancient two words coming out of Han Wushuang's mouth, Feng Zhaohong's heart subconsciously tensed, he didn't expect Han Wushuang to be able to find out the root cause.

Attacking the ancient, Feng Zhaohong will not, and he will not dare.

On one side is his biological son, and on the other side is the thigh that he has been preparing to climb for many years.

Feng Zhaohong is in a dilemma!

"Three minutes for you!"

Han Wushuang got up and walked to the window.

Yesterday, he got a report from Du Guoqiang and learned that Feng Zhaohong's knife was going to be sent to the door on his own initiative, Han Wushuang nodded with a smile.

Feng Zhaohong sat back in his seat, calm on the surface, but chaotic in his heart.

He knew it had been wrong.

Before Han Wushuang opened his mouth, Feng Zhaohong really didn't expect that he actually knew about the existence of the ancient, and even knew that the ancient was the instigator behind the scenes.

He was caught in the middle and successfully became Han Wushuang's knife.

Choose one or the other.

The result of not choosing is obvious!

If you grit your teeth and do it, what will be the final result, Feng Zhaohong can think of it even more.

Any result, Feng Zhaohong doesn't want to see it.

Three minutes, in the blink of an eye.

Before Feng Zhaohong could decide, Han Wushuang turned around and came back.

"I'll choose the former!" Feng Zhaohong gritted his teeth and spoke.

The former is to attack the ancient.

Han Wushuang smiled and said, "Feng Zhaohong, I hope you will do what you say, so that your son still has hope, if you lie to me, then you will know what the consequences are!"

After speaking, Han Wushuang turned around and left.

Feng Zhaohong followed out quickly, and said anxiously: "Can I send Wuyun abroad for treatment?"

"It doesn't matter!"

Whether Feng Wuyun stayed in the Feng family or not had no impact on Han Wushuang.

Those little ninety-nine in Feng Zhaohong's heart, how could Han Wushuang not be able to guess one or two.

Seven years of life and death struggle was not in vain, no matter where Feng Zhaohong hid Feng Wuyun, Han Wushuang could dig him out.

At the door of Hongru Restaurant, Feng Zhaohong looked at Mu Shang in the distance, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Han Wushuang, do you really think that my knife is so easy to use?"

After muttering, Feng Zhaohong set off and went straight to Xiangshan.

In the living room of Xiangshanju, Gu Zheng was drinking tea with an old man who was not ten years old.

Gu Tian entered with Feng Zhaohong, and Feng Zhaohong subconsciously looked at the old man opposite Gu.

The person who can enter the Xiangshan Residence and sit and drink tea with the ancients is the first time Feng Zhaohong has seen it in these years.

Swish!

Feng Zhaohong was observing the old man, and the old man suddenly looked at Feng Zhaohong, and his sharp eyes saw that Feng Zhaohong's whole body suddenly cooled.

In an instant, Feng Zhaohong only felt like cold water pouring from the top of his head, so cold that he subconsciously shrank up, staggering his gaze and not daring to look at each other.

The gaze is terrifying.

Feng Zhaohong swallowed his throat subconsciously, unable to imagine what the old man had experienced, his eyes were so sharp.

"You guys go outside and wait first!" Gu said, Feng Zhaohong hurriedly turned around and went outside.

"Brother Tian, who is that person, his eyes are so terrifying!" When he got outside, Feng Zhaohong couldn't help but ask.

Xiangshan is inside, there is no generational statement, only the status of the high.

Gu Tian's status is higher than Feng Zhaohong, even if Feng Zhaohong is a lot older than him, he still has to call him brother.

"An old friend of my father-in-law!"

Gu Tian's response was very simple, because the qualifications for sealing the red were not enough.

Half an hour later, two elderly men came out of the house.

"In that case, then I'll go and meet him!" said the old man.

Gu nodded, and said with a smile: "Be careful, that kid crawled out of the pile of dead people, it's not easy!

"Huh!" the old man sneered disdainfully.

He looked arrogant and said in a deep voice: "What about the dead who crawled out of the pile? The essence of Huaxia is definitely beyond the imagination of his reckless man!"

Seeing the old man leave, Gu Tian looked at Feng Zhaohong, and Feng Zhaohong hurriedly bent his waist and ran in front of Gu.

"I heard something happened to your family?" asked the old with a frown.

Feng Zhaohong looked sad and choked up: "Wuyun was driven crazy by Han Wushuang!"

Gu nodded and comforted him, the father and son of the Feng family had a good impression on him, otherwise the matter of mutilating Qin Xiaodong would not be handed over to Feng Wuyun.

"What are you going to do next?" asked the ancient.

Feng Zhaohong groaned slightly, and said, "I'm going to send Wuyun abroad for recuperation and treatment first, only in this way can I let go of my hands and feet and work against Han Wushuang!"

Gu waved his hand and said, "Han Wushuang doesn't have to worry, I have more important things to hand over to you." ”

Feng Zhaohong looked serious and bowed to Gu Gu's side.