Chapter 236: Bamboo Forest in the Dead of Night

This person is none other than Murong Xiaonuan's father, the current head of the Murong family, Murong Ze'an.

There were only a few ink spots on the flat paper on the table, and Murong Ze'an didn't seem to have started to write anything. However, if you look closely, you will find that these scattered ink spots are not ordinary, as if they were a woman's face.

Murong Ze'an just stood there dumbfounded, motionless, looking at the few ink dots on the paper.

He seemed to see the dots of ink begin to move, and then a woman's face appeared, which seemed to be smiling at him, and lightly opened her lips, as if to say something, but he could not hear anything.

"Jing'er, do you have anything to say to me?" Murong Ze'an asked softly.

However, no reply was received.

"Jing'er, it's been twenty years since you left, twenty years, I think about you every day, but I can't see you. In the past twenty years, I have come to the bamboo forest every night, and I look forward to meeting you, don't you want to see me?" Murong Ze'an was the only one in the room, and he muttered to himself to the piece of paper on the table.

"The children have all grown up, especially Xiao Nuan, she was only two years old when you left, and in a blink of an eye, she was so old. "At this moment, Murong Ze'an is not at all like the patriarch of the dignified family in the eyes of others, but more like a psychopath.

The Jing'er in his mouth is his wife, Murong Xiaonuan's mother.

"Jing'er, are you complaining about me? Do you blame me for not avenging you back then? At that time, I really wanted to kill that beast, but I couldn't help it, I couldn't do it, he was my own brother, we grew up together, I couldn't be so ruthless. Murong Ze'an's voice was already a little trembling.

"Now Xiao Nuan's heart is very high, and Xiang Long is fighting for the position of the head of the family, in fact, I know that she doesn't want to be the head of the family, she wants to avenge you, that's fine, I can't let her do it, and it can be regarded as being able to get her wish, a while ago she looked for someone to kill Xiang Long, but she didn't kill it, and I'm worried about this child now, Jing'er, may you bless her in the spirit of heaven." ”

"Jing'er, when you were in the past, you liked to come to this bamboo forest with me the most, but now, I am alone, I have been alone all these years, and when the day comes, my time limit is up, I will go up to accompany you, and at that time, we are still husband and wife. ”

Speaking of this, Murong Ze'an was already crying, who would have thought that the head of the Murong family, who was infinitely beautiful in the eyes of others, was crying like a child at the moment.

Since his wife was killed by his younger brother, Murong Ze'an has been living alone, and it stands to reason that with his status and status, how could there be a shortage of women around him? But in the past 20 years, he has been alone, and he has not looked at other women squarely.

This is the real kind of love, loving one person all your life and being one person all your life.

Murong Ze'an was grieving inside the house, but several figures suddenly appeared outside the house, sneakily surrounding the house.

Several figures looked at each other, and then three of them entered through the open door, and the rest stood guard around the room.

Someone came, but Murong Ze'an still stood there crying as if he didn't know it. This scene made the three people who came in a little puzzled, could this be the head of the Murong family?

"Are you Murong Ze'an?" asked one of the leaders.

"I am, who are you?" Murong Ze'an raised his head and looked at the three uninvited guests and asked.

"You don't care who we are, we just know who you are. The man at the head laughed, and then put his hand into his arms.

"Oh, then I understand, you're here to kill me, right?" Murong Ze'an nodded and said.

"No wonder the head of the family, this brain is so good, he immediately guessed what we were doing. The man said and took out the gun in his hand, and the other two also had an extra gun in their hands, and the muzzle of the gun was all aimed at Murong Ze'an.

"I'm curious, is your employer a stupid person, how could he let you come here to kill me, don't you know what this place is?" Murong Ze'an suddenly laughed, facing the muzzles of the three black holes, he didn't seem to be the slightest bit afraid.

"It is worthy of being the head of the family of the big family, just this bearing is beyond the reach of ordinary people, but we are using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, as for the rest, we can't control it, and we don't want to care. The man at the head said coldly.

"It's a good timidity, but it's a pity that I'm a little stupid. Murong Ze'an seemed to despise these people.

"Don't talk nonsense, do you have any last words to explain?" said the man who led the way shook his gun at Murong Ze'an.

"Let's do it. Murong Ze'an smiled, lowered his head and stopped looking at these people.

"Don't be the head of this family in the next life. After the man finished speaking, he was about to pull the trigger.

Seeing that Murong Ze'an was about to die tragically under the guns of several people, at this time, I don't know when there was one more person in the room, this person seemed to come out of the air, silently, and no one noticed his appearance at all.

The three killers only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and then they realized that they didn't know where the guns in their hands had gone?

The man in black glanced at Murong Ze'an, Murong Ze'an just nodded slightly, and then saw the man in black move.

He was like a ghost, as if he didn't walk around on his feet, but floated around, so fast that it was impossible to see with the naked eye.

He walked around the three killers, and then went back to the corner he had taken with him, as if he had never moved.

The three killers looked at him with a confused expression, and then fell to the ground with a bang, each with an extremely small knife cut on his neck, which he really couldn't see if he didn't look closely.

"Six on the outside, three on the inside, nine in all. The man in black said lightly.

This man in black is very strange, he is black from head to toe, you can't see any other color on him, what's even stranger is that you can't see his eyes, nose, mouth, ears, just like a human figure made out of a piece of black plasticine, and even when he stands there, he can't even tell the front and back. Even when he speaks, you can't see his mouth moving, or rather, he doesn't speak with his mouth at all.

Who is he, and why is he here? No one seems to know.

"Shadow, who do you say they sent?" Murong Ze'an looked at the man in black and said lightly.

It turns out that this man in black is called a shadow, which is very vivid and appropriate, he is like a shadow.

"I don't know. "The voice of the shadow seems to be the same forever, without a change in tone, as if it were made by a machine, and its joys and sorrows cannot be heard.

"Recently, the world has become more and more unpeaceful, and someone has hit me with all the ideas, it seems that the Murong family is going to have an accident again. Murong Ze'an sighed and put down the pen in his hand.

The shadow stood there, like a real shadow, without any reaction.

The alarm clock that Huang Fei had set for himself rang on time, he stretched, then crawled out of the bed and began to get dressed.

"So early, are you going to the docks again?" Ding Can asked as he opened his eyes in a daze.

"I'm not going to the dock today, I'm going downstairs to exercise for a while. Huang Fei said as he got dressed.

"Why do you suddenly remember to exercise?" Ding Can and Huang Fei are together, but they have never seen him exercise, what kind of nerves is this today?

"Recently, I feel that my body is getting weaker and weaker, and it will cost me if I don't exercise anymore. Huang Fei got dressed and looked in the mirror.

"As far as your body is concerned, it's still empty. Ding Can pouted and went back into the bed.

When Huang Fei came downstairs, there were already many people who began to exercise their reducing power downstairs, but most of them were old men and old ladies practicing Tai Chi or sword dancing, and there were really few young people.

After running around the garden a few laps, Huang Fei felt that the garden was still a bit small, and he couldn't run away, so he could only do some simple stretching exercises.

After exercising for a while, Huang Fei felt that it was really boring, this place was so small, it was not convenient to do push-ups or anything, and he had to be careful not to run into those old people at all times.

Let's change places tomorrow. Huang Fei thought so in his heart, and went upstairs and returned home.

Ding Can had already gotten up and was washing his face in the bathroom, Huang Fei took a turn in the living room, thought about it, and then pushed the coffee table to the side, vacating a space in the middle of the living room.

After doing a few squats, Huang Fei lay on the ground and began to do push-ups, the movements were standard, and the speed was very even, one after another, and he couldn't stop at all.

I didn't count how many I did, but Huang Fei knew that he hadn't exercised for a long time, and it was not advisable to do too much at once when he suddenly started exercising, otherwise his body would not be able to bear it, and the muscles in his body would feel pain tomorrow.

So Huang Fei stopped when he felt his arm go a little weak and stood up from the ground.

Wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead, Huang Fei turned around and found Ding Can standing behind, looking at him with a look of shock.

"What's wrong with you? What the hell did you see early in the morning?" Huang Fei thought that Ding Can was frightened by what he said.

"Wow, you're amazing. Ding Can immediately turned into a face full of worship.

"What's the matter, what am I doing?" Huang Fei was startled, thinking that Ding Can had discovered something again.

"You're so handsome with push-ups. Ding Can reached out to Huang Fei's arm, touched his muscles and pinched them vigorously.

"Isn't it just a few push-ups, as for you, look at your nymphomaniac look. Huang Fei didn't understand what was all the fuss about.

"How many? Do you know how much you've done? Not counting the previous ones, since I came out and saw you do it, you've made four hundred, four hundred, and I've never seen anyone do so much at once. Ding Can said excitedly.