"Okay, okay, the person who wants his life is you, as long as the plan is completed, you can do whatever you want, it has nothing to do with me, I don't want to deal with him so extremely, by the way, how is Zhao San now?"

Hearing Guo Yang's words, Sun Gan pondered for a moment, as if he was thinking about the meaning of Guo Yang's words, and only heard Sun Gan sigh and say for a long time: "Alas, people want to be able to live well, who wants to live a life of licking blood from the knife edge, but some people just don't want you to live well, but they like to find you unhappy, so what do you say?"

Sun Qian's words were a little bitter, mixed with a little helplessness. But Guo Yang always felt a little disapproving, this is already a deep-rooted difference in values.

In Guo Yang's view, the most extreme method is often the most stupid, and the harm is endless, one wrong step will be a catastrophe, and there is no room to return to the world.

The solution is always thought up by people, and there will always be a solution to everything, and going to extremes will only outweigh the losses, Guo Yang disdains to consider it.

"Listen to Sun Qian, you have your way of doing things, and I also have my principles of doing things, no matter how illegal things are, it is a red line for me, do you understand?"

Hearing Guo Yang's words, Sun Qian fell silent. Maybe it's because he has always been silently dealing with Zheng Renjie's relationship alone, and he has never really trusted anyone.

Speaking of the previous days, Sun Qian has always lived in the shadow of Zheng Renjie, and he is on guard everywhere as if he is walking on thin ice, for fear of accidentally revealing his feet. He has already had enough of this kind of life, and what makes him persist to this day is only the hatred for Zheng Renjie in his heart.

Just when Sun Qian was about to despair about life, a reliable ally finally appeared, allowing him to see a glimmer of light in the dark world.

But now, Sun Qian feels that he may be a little too optimistic, although the two do have something in common in their respective goals, and it is precisely because of this that the cooperation between the two has been promoted, but in the final analysis, he and Guo Yang have never been the same people.

"Okay, I see. Sun Qian finished silently, pondered for a moment, remembered Guo Yang's previous question, and continued to answer: "Zhao San is fine, let me let him go, but I don't know where I have gone now, I hope it will not have any impact on the plan." ”

Guo Yang listened silently, and at the same time, his brain was constantly running. To be honest, the current situation was a little beyond his expectations, and no one could have imagined that Zhao San could be so decisive.

In Guo Yang's consciousness, he is just a second ancestor who relies on the family's Meng Yin, who is strong and useless, and taking refuge in Zheng Renjie is the best proof.

failed to acquire Blue Star, failed to collapse Ai Bing, but was toyed with by Zheng Renjie in applause, and put the Tiancheng Trust entrusted by his family into it, isn't this stupid or what?

He may have really underestimated Zhao San and ignored the horror of human nature, Guo Yang thought silently. When people are cornered, they may not even know how terrible they can become.

Even if Zhao San is really a sheep in wolf's clothing, Tiancheng Trust was forcibly occupied by Zheng Renjie, and he was abandoned after the East Window incident, he will inevitably not transform into a real wolf.

The result is obvious, Zhao San has really transformed, he completely transferred his hatred for Guo Yang to Zheng Renjie, and the hatred blinded him and made him take the most extreme step.

Now, he can only rely on Zhao Lao's deterrence against his grandson, if he can't call Zhao San back, then he can only think about other plans.

Guo Yang thought so, and Zhao San, who escaped from the hotel, wandered the streets as if he had lost his soul.

At this time, Zhao San had already broken free from the daytime demonic stunning, his eyes were no longer blood-red, and his face had returned to calm. He just didn't know where to go, recalling the scene in the hotel, his hand holding the knife at that time, and he couldn't stop shaking.

On this hand, there is still a little dark red, which is Zheng Renjie's blood, when the sharp knife pierced his body, the blood splashed onto this hand, and the warm touch still lingers on his fingertips.

Zhao San didn't regret it, if it must be regret, he should regret not being able to kill Zheng Renjie.

He looked at his hands that were left with dried blood, and there was only fear left in his heart, afraid that the matter of Blue Star Chemical would be exposed, afraid of being retaliated against by Zheng Renjie, afraid that his family would be implicated because of this, and fear instantly filled his heart.

A patrolling police car gradually approached from a distance, and the police lights on the roof of the car flashed red and blue, which made Zhao San feel a little dazzling, although it was silent, but it made him extremely uneasy.

Suddenly, Zhao San's pupils suddenly dilated, and when he reacted, he hurriedly dodged and hid in the dark corner of the street.

After a while, the police car slowly drove past where he had been, and he didn't notice the figure curled up in the shadows on the street corner.

Seeing the police car leaving, Zhao San cautiously walked out of the corner where he was hiding, his eyes widened, staring at the direction where the police car was leaving, for fear that he would suddenly turn around and come back.

It wasn't until the police lights gradually disappeared at the intersection not far away that Zhao San's heart completely relaxed, and he let out a long breath, and kept using his hands to soothe his heart that was beating violently because of nervousness.

Yesterday, he was the third young master of the Zhao family, and overnight he was like a lost dog, living on the streets without a fixed place, thinking of this, Zhao San sat on the ground dejectedly, and felt sad for a while.

Tears the size of beans slipped from the corners of his eyes, what the hell was he doing all this for! The more Zhao San thought about it, the more annoyed he became, from Zhou Dingnan to Guo Yang to Zheng Renjie, all the faces flashed through his mind like a movie.

Suddenly, Zhao San only felt extremely stuffy in his chest, and he just wanted to look up to the sky and shout, but he was afraid of luring back the policeman who had just left. Zhao San, who was tormented by the chagrin in his heart, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly knelt down, and with trembling hands, he took out the sharp knife that had stabbed Zheng Renjie from his arms.

Zhao Sanzhi looked at the blood stains left on the knife in a daze, and there was a faint smell of blood entering his nostrils, time seemed to stand still suddenly, he maintained a kneeling posture and froze in place.

Only a few minutes passed, but Zhao San's mind flashed the past of his life, and in an instant, it seemed like a sculpture suddenly came to life, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he turned the blade of the knife upside down, and the tip of the knife was pressed against his heart.

The hand that clenched the handle of the knife, because of the excessive force, the green tendons kept trembling, Zhao San breathed heavily, fear, helplessness, chagrin, lovelessness, all kinds of negative emotions were filled, so that he could not feel the presence of air.

The feeling of suffocation had already made Zhao San's vision darken, but his mind had become extraordinarily clear. As long as you use a little bit of strength and pass it forward, you can be freed, but if you move faster, you may not even feel the pain.

With the thought in his heart, the tip of the knife pierced through his clothes, moving forward a little, and he quickly felt a cold sting on his skin.

Zhao San's mouth was wide open, like a fish out of water, and his breathing became even more rapid. Sweat and tears snaked down his cheeks, gradually collecting between his jaws, dripping to the ground, seeping into the soil and disappearing.

At this moment, a mobile phone rang suddenly, and on the quiet street corner of this night, it was like a morning bell at dusk, which shook Zhao San's eardrums, so shocked that he could no longer hold the handle of the knife, and suddenly the sharp knife slipped from his hand and plunged into the soil that had just absorbed sweat and tears.

This ringtone was set by Zhao San alone, and it is an exclusive ringtone for grandpa.