Yang Qi said: "Can you help me take care of her?"

A breeze blew in the corridor, Yang Qi Qingsi swayed with the breeze, in this cold, Yang Qi smiled down, smiled desolately.

Du Feng looked at the window, and behind the pink gauze curtain, the figure movement was getting smaller and smaller.

Du Feng thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but when you come back to pick her up, she's a troublemaker." ”

Like a delicate rose, Yang Qi's smile is not just desolate, but also a heart-wrenching heart. : Yes!

Du Feng smiled and walked into Song Yuyao's room, at this time Song Yuyao had fainted on her bed, crying and vomiting took away most of the water in her body, and the clothes she was wearing were still the clothes that Du Feng gave her to take casually when she came back from Hanghu Lake yesterday.

Du Feng approached and picked up a blanket and wrapped Song Yuyao in it, her closed eyes were already swollen from crying, and there were still a few tears on her long eyelashes.

A day ago, she was the eldest lady of the Song family, but now the home behind her collapsed in an instant, and even the house where her soul was placed has become a luxury. There is a huge gap Du Feng hopes that she can come out strongly, although she will endure a lot of hardships, although she will endure the great sadness that ordinary people can't bear, but endure the past, she can find what she can gain from loss.

Du Feng gently hugged Song Yuyao, and he couldn't have imagined that the two would meet in such a way.

Holding Song Yuyao Du Feng's body towards the north, he bowed slightly, and said softly: "Old Song, let's call you this for the time being, there were more or less misunderstandings between us, these misunderstandings have passed, I will help you take care of your child, go well!"

Du Feng knew that Song Jichang's body was now in the main building in the north, and he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he really didn't know if he could find such a way to comfort the living. The deceased are gone, but the living will continue to live, everyone is not strong, they are all so cowardly, perhaps believing that the spirit in heaven is the best sustenance for the thoughts of the living.

Du Feng didn't stay any longer, he needed to leave as soon as possible, and many things seemed to have to start deploying on their own.

"Thank you!" Du Feng walked out of the house with Song Yuyao in his arms, Yang Qi stood at the door and bowed deeply, a crystal tear dripped down the tip of her delicate nose, followed by two drops, three drops.

She was once still in the flower season, and she said to the down-and-out middle-aged man who was hunted down by the enemy, she was willing to smear your liver and brain and be your sword for the rest of your life. She once said to the baby in swaddling clothes that as long as it was his flesh and blood, it was her own life no matter what, and she would protect her for the rest of her life even if she gave her life.

Loving someone who shouldn't be loved, she knows that the end must be miserable, and from the moment she left everything behind and pursued him, she was always ready to meet the tragic death. But she didn't know that the ending was staged in such a situation where she was so incapable, she once thought that after she had the strength, she could save his country, but she was wrong, the fault was that her naïve ideas really couldn't resist the trend, and she lost her faith in living in this storm, and gave up her most cherished life.

"She's my life! Yang Qi didn't know why he said such a sentence.

Du Feng hugged Song Yuyao's body and said: "It's your life, you will survive, I will always help you take care of your life until you come to get it." ”

He didn't look back, he knew that this was a woman with strong self-esteem, and he didn't look back when he was crying, which was also the greatest respect for her self-esteem, and after saying that, Du Feng walked away. completely ignored Yang Qi, who was already sitting on the ground.

She is a poor woman, maybe she is a demon queen who calculates all her fortunes in front of outsiders, but when her delicate feathers fall off, all that is left is a small and unsightly body.

Seeing Du Feng's car go away, Yang Qi lit a lady's cigarette and smoked it, and a strong man behind him walked over: "Xiao Yao, she sent it away?"

"Yes, Bao Feng, sent away. Yang Qi let his hair be blown by the wind.

Zuo Baofeng took out a coat and draped it on Yang Qi, looking at the direction Yang Qi was looking at: "The matter of the eldest brother can't be hidden for a long time, I think there are already forces that are ready to take action when they hear the news." ”

Yang Qi gently spit out a puff of cigarette and didn't say anything, Song Jichang wanted to hide the death of Song Jichang, but how many forces in the huge East China Sea and how many forces had planted eyeliner in their own gangs?

"Has the murderer of the eldest brother been found?" Yang Qi said.

Zuo Baofeng pondered for a moment and put a note in Yang Qi's hand: "There are some things you can see for yourself." ”

Yang Qi took the note, looked at the two words on it, and suddenly shook: "Could it be him?"

"Yesterday, the Wang family and the police took out half of our field. Now that the dark group has also been destroyed, you can find a place to go farther away. Zuo Baofeng patted Yang Qi on the shoulder and said.

"Once the first time I saw my eldest brother, I decided to follow him, and now he died like this. I want to keep the last dignity!" Yang Qi threw the cigarette butt on the ground, looked at this strange but familiar manor, and kept asking himself, should he really pay so much for a man?

"Come with me to see my brother again, I'll talk to him. After Yang Qi finished speaking, he walked downstairs alone.

……………………

A police station in Donghai City

Wang Yehui is in a wheelchair, and now he has regained some mobility, but it is still far from being able to live like a normal person.

There is only one injury that is the pain of his life, that is, his lower body, the organ that was abolished by Du Feng has been seeking medical treatment for several months, but there is no result, the organ that is necrotic and constantly falling off, has been sentenced to death by no less than a hundred experts in this field.

Now Wang Yehui is not interfering in the affairs of the Wang family, but is sitting in the reception room of the police station full of medals. There were several people standing behind him, all of whom were bodyguards sent by the Wang family, and opposite him was Yang Luosong, director of the Donghai City Public Security Bureau.

Yang Luosong is 45 years old this year, and according to his age, being able to sit in the position of director of the public security bureau can be regarded as a slight achievement. But he is not satisfied with this level, he still wants to go up and enter the Standing Committee of Donghai City in the past few years.

Just as he was thinking about promotion opportunities, the Wang family appeared. Originally, Yang Luosong began to refuse this underworld family, but the conditions offered by the Wang family were too tempting.

As long as he can raid a few clubs in one night, then he will also be of great help to the Standing Committee, not to mention these helps, relying on the news provided by Wang Yehui to himself, Yang Luosong will definitely be able to strike down the forces of the Hong Gang beautifully, and at that time, relying on his own anti-crime exploits alone will be enough to enter the Standing Committee.

This point is almost right in the dead hole of the Yang Bureau!

"Mr. Wang, thank you for your guidance to the police!" Yang Luosong said politely to Wang Yehui, who was an external expert of the Donghai City Police Department at this time!

It is somewhat ironic to let an underworld command the fight against the underworld, but the world is like this, it is always the words of powerful people, and society is just their chessboard!