Chapter 59: Playing with fire and setting oneself on fire

Jiang Changhe's home in the family home of the provincial government.

Jiang Changhe was complaining to his wife. He paced back and forth in the hall, cursing from time to time: "Jiang Xin, that rebel, will be defeated by you, the mother!"

"......" The old woman wanted to speak and stopped, but she only took the kitchen knife in her hand to relieve her anger, and she chopped the cutting board with a clatter.

"What a loving mother!"

The old woman couldn't bear it anymore, jumped out of the kitchen, and shouted at Jiang Changhe: "Don't forget, there is also the fault of the adopted son who is not a godfather!

Jiang Changhe looked at the pried open cash box, kicked over the chair, and shook his hand away.

Even if he turned his head, he couldn't figure out why he, Jiang Changhe, gave birth to such a disobedient and unfilial thing as Jiang Xin. He didn't succeed when he was young, relying on his protection, he finally grew up and got married, but he still didn't learn well. It's hard to arrange a job, how leisurely, I just don't do it, it's either gambling or XD all day long, and if it goes on like this, sooner or later I have to lose my little life.

Jiang Changhe was full of lawsuits, and his face was lost by this evil obstacle. Let him sit in the position of the secretary of the provincial party committee and walk on the road, he always feels that people's smiles when they greet him are full of contempt and disdain. What is the power of a person who can't control his own son and can't manage it well.

He walked alone by the cold river in winter, full of chagrin.

A hidden underground casino in the Golden City.

Jiang Xin was gambling with the money he stole from his family, he had a cigarette in his mouth, he was holding a playing card in his left hand, and he gently opened the card with his right hand, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

A powerful big hand patted him on the shoulder, and Jiang Xin blurted out: "Don't disturb me to watch the cards!"

I saw a strong wind blowing, and Jiang Xin immediately left five big fingerprints on his face. He shook off the cards in his hand, looked at the man angrily, and wilted in an instant.

"Brother Tao, why are you?" Jiang Xin's eyes showed horror.

Brother Tao didn't say anything, beckoned to him, turned around and walked towards the door.

Jiang Xin moved out in small steps in a panic. Walking out of the door, Brother Tao gave him a punch and kick with his head and face, and then, rubbing his fists with both hands, coldly looked at Jiang Xin, who was curled up on the ground with blood stains on his face.

Brother Tao made a look, and Jiang Xin was immediately dragged into a jeep.

Laogai Farm Quarry.

Xie Weihong, who had just returned from recuperation, was blocked in a memorial, his fists fell on him like raindrops, he hugged his head and ran away, but there was nowhere to dodge, wherever he ran, his fists and feet followed.

In order to save his life, he shouted for help: "Help...... Help......"

The prison guard glanced over there a few times, then walked away with his gun in hand, but Quan Dang didn't hear it.

A group of people beat him to the ground and stopped making a sound, and moved their fists and kicks one by one before they stopped. Pat the dust off your body and walk away.

Only a faint heartbeat proved that he was still alive, but Xie Weihong used all his strength to feed, and his body couldn't move.

He just lay there quietly, and in a trance, he saw Xie Yuhan and An Xiaoran...... They all looked at him with cold eyes...... There was a gloating smile on the corner of his mouth.

I don't know how long I lay down, it was getting dark, it was raining in the sky, and Xie Weihong woke up in the biting cold. Reaching out and not seeing his five fingers, Xie Weihong felt so frightened for the first time in his life, and he smelled the breath of death.

He tried to move, his heart ached, and the desire to survive prompted him to crawl forward little by little, climbing over a large rock, he saw the light of a flashlight, and he heard someone call his number: "0028...... 0028……”

He was glad that a person suddenly disappeared from the prison, and no one would find out, but he also knew that it was purely man-made that it had dragged him for so long to come to him. Either way, he wants to live. With the last of his strength, he shouted, "I'm here...... 0028 is here......"

When he opened his eyes again, Xie Weihong found himself lying on the bed in the prison infirmary, the smell of this place was very familiar to him, and he didn't know how many times he had been lying here.

"0028, you're awake. How did you end up like this?"

"I ...... I...... I fell ......" Xie Weihong said it, and tears flowed out. He didn't dare to say that he had been violently beaten, in that case, more and more fierce punches and kicks would await him.

Sometimes, he couldn't understand why he wanted to be alive and endure this inhumane torture. For him, death is not an easy thing either.

Jiang Xin was taken to a dimly lit warehouse, and the mask on his head was removed. He opened his eyes, and there stood a tall man in the light, the figure of which seemed familiar. He was surrounded by strong men with bearded eyebrows who he knew or didn't know.

The man turned around, took off his windbreaker and threw it to the people around him, and walked towards Jiang Xin. Jiang Xin shouted in his heart. The man in front of him was Gu Yuanshan, who was pried away from the woman by him. He thought: At the beginning, he was so depressed, and he didn't know why he hated me in his heart, and he was afraid that he would not relieve his hatred even if he cut me with a thousand knives! Now that he is planted in his hands, he can leave a whole corpse, even if it is a great luck!

Jiang Xin couldn't help but shrink back, Gu Yuanshan was wearing white gloves in his hands, holding a sharp knife in his hand and pressing forward step by step, and the entire warehouse was filled with the smell of blood.

Hearing a scream, one of Jiang Xin's eyes flew out, and he was immediately dripping with blood. Tao Ge pulled in a huge hound, smelled blood, and frantically wrestled the chains. Jiang Xin was already frightened.

Brother Tao loosened the dog's chain, patted the hound's neck, and said, "Go ahead." ”

The hound pounced excitedly, and a scream echoed in the air. Gu Yuanshan looked at all this coldly, and a trace of happiness flashed in his heart. He took off his gloves and took out his lighter and lit them, which instantly turned to ashes under the flames.

Secretary Wang was so frightened by the scene in front of him that his legs and feet were weak, and he realized that he had unknowingly got on a thief ship, and he had to be controlled by him for the rest of his life, and he would die for him, otherwise, the end could be imagined.

"Clean up!" Gu Yuanshan dropped a sentence, and walked out of the warehouse accompanied by the golden retriever. Secretary Wang followed with difficulty, and his whole body was weak.

The home of Jiang Changhe, the provincial capital.

Jiang Changhe had endless disputes with his wife, and when he returned home at night, he continued to fight.

He was distraught, hiding in the study, locking the door and smoking, and for no reason he sighed in his heart, as if he had lost something, empty.

At the same time, in the living room, the water cup in the wife's hand fell to the ground and shattered inexplicably. She shouted in panic: "Old ginger...... Jiang Changhe ......"

Jiang Changhe ran out, and the two of them looked at each other, no longer arguing, and fear and uneasiness appeared on their faces.

They all agreed that something must have happened to their son Jiang Xin, but no one said anything, and no one would say anything. Just looked at each other silently, Jiang Changhe saw his wife's tears rolling in his eyes, endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back, and kept rolling down.

Jiang Changhe felt a pain in his heart, noisy, noisy, she and her son are his relatives after all, how can there be no reason not to feel distressed. Jiang Changhe silently took his wife's hand, like comforting a child, patted it gently, and after a while, his eyes were moist. In the end, he hugged his wife and tears.

He had to admit that Jiang Changhe was now old, and he could no longer withstand much wind and waves. For many years, for the sake of this unsuccessful son, they have been worried and heartbroken all day long, afraid that one day he will go out, he will never come back.

In order to protect him, he continued to expand the scope of communication, and did not hesitate to make friends with gangs......

People, sometimes, it is really helpless to do what you know you can't do. If you walk for a long time at night, you will encounter ghosts. I often walk by the river, where is the reason not to get my feet wet.

Two people who are about to enter the year of the sixtieth year hug each other tightly to keep warm. They all had hope, they all believed that their son would come back to them and stand alive before them.