Chapter 170: Counterattack
I don't know if it's a common problem of smart people, that is, they are very confident in themselves, thinking that everything is in their own control, and there will be no accidents at all.
Feng Leshan agreed to Wang Xiyao's request, but the idea was actually very simple.
Killing Wang Xiyao like this is really too unfulfilling, he wants Wang Xiyao to struggle, and wait until he has no strength to struggle before killing him, so that he can be satisfied.
Yang Ya and Zhu Bo glanced at each other, and wanted to open their mouths to persuade Feng Leshan not to make extraneous branches, but under the latter's eyes, they swallowed their words back.
"Well, it looks like you're not bad. Wang Xiyao covered his wound and slowly stood up.
Under such circumstances, Wang Xiyao still kept smiling, as if he didn't realize what kind of result was waiting for him.
Seeing this, Feng Leshan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said coldly: "At this time, you can still laugh?"
"Laughing is death, not laughing is death, laughing or not laughing can't change the ending at all, why don't I laugh. β
"You're pretty open-minded. β
"It's ok. Wang Xiyao took a deep breath, glanced at his wound and said, "Can you let me bandage it first, eat with blood, I don't have this hobby." β
"Boy, you're asking too much!" Zhu Bo said angrily: "Believe it or not, I'll stab you right now." β
Wang Xiyao shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "Anyway, my life is in your hands, and I want to do whatever I want." β
Anger flashed across Zhu Bo's face, and the knife couldn't help but tighten, ready to do it at any time.
Feng Leshan glared at him and said in a deep voice: "You go and help him order food, Xiaoya, you go and help him take medicine." β
With Feng Leshan in the middle, the two of them couldn't say anything, so they started to act according to Feng Leshan's words.
Zhu Bo glanced at Wang Xiyao coldly, and said in a low voice: "Boy, enjoy your last good time!"
"I will. Wang Xiyao smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern!"
Zhu Bo snorted and walked to the side to order takeout for Wang Xiyao.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Ya walked over to help Wang Xiyao, put him on the sofa, and began to bandage him.
Feng Leshan walked across from Wang Xiyao and sat down, looked at Wang Xiyao and said, "I'm very strange, how do you know that it was me who killed the people." β
"I'm also curious, why do you know I already know that you killed someone. β
The two paused and smiled at each other.
The tacit understanding of smart people doesn't need to say much.
Wang Xiyao looked at his wrist and said, "I can know, of course, because of the red spots on your hands, which are the symptoms that will inevitably be left after poisoning." β
"Actually, I've been deceived by you, and I wanted to let you go. Feng Leshan smiled and said, "But your hands betrayed you." β
Wang Xiyao was stunned for a moment, looked down at his hands, and suddenly realized what the problem was.
After knowing that Feng Leshan was the murderer for the first time, Wang Xiyao understood that Yang Ya and the three of them were in a gang.
So when he turned to leave, Wang Xiyao subconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes, where there was a silver needle he hid, which was used to save his life.
Unexpectedly, such a small detail was discovered by Fengle Mountain.
Feng Leshan leaned forward, reached out and grabbed the corner of Wang Xiyao's clothes, and pulled out the silver needle.
"You've dealt with Boss Yang so many times, won't I be a little more protective of you?" Feng Leshan looked at the silver needle in his palm and looked sideways at Wang Xiyao, "If you weren't too nervous, you might have really escaped today." β
It's really careless, if I had behaved more naturally, maybe it wouldn't have been so dangerous.
Wang Xiyao secretly regretted it in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.
At this time, Yang Ya happened to bandage the wound and sat beside Feng Leshan.
"I take the liberty of asking, Director Feng, how old are you this year?" asked Wang Xiyao.
"Twenty-eighth. β
"That's weird. β
"What's so strange?" Feng Leshan was aroused and began to talk to Wang Xiyao.
Wang Xiyao straightened his sitting posture, because of the wound on his waist, every time he moved, a burst of cold sweat squeezed out of his forehead.
"You have achieved the position of director at a young age, and it can be said that you have an unlimited future, why do you want to help Yang Kaitai do such a thing?"
Hearing this, Feng Leshan suddenly patted his thigh and laughed, shook his head and said, "You are still too naΓ―ve to ask such a question." β
When Wang Xiyao heard this, he felt strange in his heart.
Is there anything wrong with this question? Twenty-eight-year-old director, can't he be described in four words?
But Feng Leshan now killed Bai Zhang in order to help Yang Kaitai, which can be said to be a huge stain, it is good not to be discovered, if it is discovered, Feng Leshan's life will be ruined.
"What's so ridiculous, is there something wrong with what I said?" Wang Xiyao frowned, and his tone was a little unkind.
"No, you're not wrong, it's just that you're thinking wrong. The laughter stopped abruptly, Feng Leshan's expression changed, and his face was full of murderous energy, which made people feel cold, "Do you think that my achievements today are all due to Luo Kangan?"
Wang Xiyao was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "Isn't it?"
"Of course not, now the whole world knows that I Feng Leshan is his child, but!" Feng Leshan's facial features were crowded together, becoming very hideous, and he slammed the table hard and said: "He is still pretending to be stupid alone, and he doesn't recognize me as his son!"
Hearing this, Wang Xiyao gasped, there was such a thing.
In this way, it also explains one of Wang Xiyao's doubts.
That's why Fengle Mountain can sit in the same position as Luo Kangan.
Originally, Wang Xiyao thought that Luo Kangan had any special skills, but now it seems that Yang Kaitai is driving all this behind.
Wang Xiyao breathed a long sigh of relief and said slowly: "I am very sympathetic to what happened to you, but there is one thing I must remind you. β
"What do you want to say?"
Before Wang Xiyao could open his mouth, Zhu Bo took a lunch box and threw it on Wang Xiyao, "The meal is here, hurry up and eat." β
Wang Xiyao picked up the lunch box with a smile, glanced at it and said, "As the last meal in my life, to be honest, it's a little shabby." β
"It's good to eat some, so much nonsense!" Zhu Bo played with the knife in his hand and said with a cruel smile: "Hurry up and eat, I'll send you on your way to eat." β
Wang Xiyao opened the lunch box, smiled slightly, and said unhurriedly: "That's right, but before you kill me again, don't you think about your own situation?"
As soon as the words fell, the expressions of the three changed greatly.
Feng Leshan was the first to react, knocking over the lunch box in Wang Xiyao's hand and grabbing his wrist.
The moment Wang Xiyao's wrist was exposed, the three of them gasped.
The red spots are full of red spots, like a ghost talisman that urges life, making people's backs chill.
"You...... What have you done!" Zhu Bo's voice trembled, and he was already frightened.