It's winter.

It's the coldest time of the year.

But the decoration of this hardcover apartment is very luxurious, the heating in the room is very sufficient, and if you wear it thicker at home, you will feel hot.

But Rao was in this warm environment, and a layer of fine cold sweat instantly appeared on Lin Qingtian's brain.

He is indeed a very handsome man, even if he is close to the age of knowing the destiny of heaven and is not young, but whether he is on or off the stage, his confident but unassuming demeanor can still be used by countless people, but at this moment, the mayor of Southwest City has a red face, and his eyes are gloomy to the extreme.

The girl named Xiaoqing was already lying on the ground at this time, her body had not yet cooled down, even if she was dead, she had her eyes open, her eyes were frightened with a hint of dazedness, Wang Fuxing's foot was very crisp, full of strength, and very skillful, sitting in Lin Qingtian's position, you could clearly see the face expression and eyes of the little lover.

Lin Qingtian glanced at it, the muscles on his face twitched violently, and the anger in his heart and the trace of tension finally couldn't be suppressed and released.

"Okay, very good, Wang Fuxing, do you know what you're doing now?"

Lin Qingtian laughed angrily, staring at Wang Fuxing, his eyes were cold, in terms of single strength, even if Wang Fuxing was not invincible, but killing Lin Qingtian in front of him three or five times in seconds was more than enough, in terms of power, Wang Fuxing did not look as prominent as Lin Qingtian, the newly elected member of the Politburo, but he also had the power to take the helm of the royal family.

But Lin Qingtian is not afraid at all, his confidence lies in his identity.

One is that after Xue Zhiguo takes the throne, he will be the leader of the southwest faction standing in the foreground.

Second, he is very likely to become the new prince in five years!

What about Wang Fuxing standing at the top now?

There's a good chance he's going to be at the top!

His identity, absolutely no one dares to move, and it is not even an exaggeration to say that if he is assassinated, it is very likely to trigger a war!

Therefore, when everyone in the capital was looking for Han Jingwei, only he dared to take in this henchman, because he was sure that even if others knew, they would not dare to say anything.

But what he didn't expect was that Wang Fuxing didn't move him after he came in, but stepped on the woman he loved for the first time.

What he didn't expect was that Wang Fuxing, a madman, would carry a living head in front of him, fearless.

The world seems to have really changed.

"Bang!"

Hearing Lin Qingtian's question, Wang Fuxing didn't have the slightest answer to whether he knew what he was doing, sat on the sofa, and kicked over the coffee table in front of him.

"Bang bang bang bang ..."

The wine glasses and rice bowls on the coffee table all flew up and fell to the ground, and Fang Lanyu's head on it also flew, and rolled to the feet of Han Jingwei, who was slightly pale at the door of the study.

Han Jingwei squatted down sluggishly, holding the pretty head, his eyes were a little stupid.

Lin Qingtian's body also trembled violently, and he wiped the vegetable juice and wine on his clothes casually, his movements were chic, but his image was extremely embarrassed.

"Call me Wang Shao."

Wang Fuxing looked at Lin Qingtian and chuckled, "Didn't you keep calling me Wang Shao?" Why is my name called today? If you don't feel comfortable listening to it, don't change your words. ”

Lin Qingtian's eyes were furious, staring at Wang Fuxing.

This madman is so arrogant.

Is it true that he is a cat or a dog, can he handle it at will?

"Young people, you have to pay a price for being shameless, in this world, if you are immature, you will suffer! Don't you understand this? ”

Lin Qingtian took a deep breath, as if he wanted to try his best to calm his emotions, but his heart was still shaking, and his words became more and more cold.

He has been in a high position for many years, even if he fights in the officialdom and court, it is very different from the reckless way of the rivers and lakes, everyone is in the box full of rules and compromises, Lin Qingtian has climbed from the original small staff to his current position, and in more than 20 years, he has been promoted rapidly, and he has never encountered today's situation.

Such a situation is simply brutal for him!

There is no nonsense with the slightest rules.

But he seems to have forgotten that the Wang family has been trying to play games with the southwest in the way of politics, and the first to disregard the rules was not Wang Fuxing, who seemed extremely crazy and extreme.

Wang Fuxing's face seemed to be more ruddy than when he first came in, he stretched out his hand, gently moved the shirt wrapped around the wound on his shoulder, and smiled in an unhurried tone: "Pay the price? When you were going to kill my wife, you didn't think about paying the price? ”

Lin Qingtian's eyes narrowed, and a trace of extremely complicated anger flashed in his eyes.

"You don't want to admit it?"

Wang Fuxing looked at Lin Qingtian with a smile, then shifted his eyes to Han Jingwei who was standing at the door, and said coldly: "You say, did Mayor Lin ask you to do it?" Tell you clearly, you can't leave today, but how to die, you have the right to choose, I can give you a happy death. ”

To be honest, he was a little surprised the moment he saw Han Jingwei's photo, he always thought that the so-called Han Gongzi was the young man who followed him when he and Liuli met Lin Qingtian in front of the Heroes Monument in Tiananmen Square, but now it seems that it is not.

The young man who looked calm was probably Lin Gongzi.

And his information, Wang Fuxing has long asked the shooter to collect, but having said that, when the information was handed over to Wang Fuxing, he didn't turn it over, in the final analysis, whether it is Han Gongzi or Lin Gongzi, they are just small roles in his eyes, but who knows that it is such a small role, today almost made a big mess, he has made up his mind to check the details of that Lin Gongzi in detail after he goes back.

As for Han Gongzi in front of him, as Wang Fuxing said, it is impossible for him to survive tonight.

"No matter what I say, Wang Shao will firmly believe that Mayor Lin asked me to do it, since you have a preconceived idea, why do you need me to provide verbal evidence?"

Han Jingwei said flatly, his face was a little gray, this is indeed a desperate scene, Nangong slaying the dragon, the man in black, which one is not famous? Even the injured Wang Fuxing was enough to kill him, and in this case, he had no hope of living at all.

Who to count on?

Mayor Lin's side is accompanied by two guards from the Central Guard Corps?

Or the elite of the Tang family who were with those two guards?

If they could play a role, then Wang Fuxing and his party would not be here.

"Your men are smarter than you."

Wang Fuxing glanced at Lin Qingtian, his eyes mocking: "I can find this place today, with Fang Lanyu's head, you should understand that I am not here to explain to you, but to ask you for an explanation." ”

"What do you want?"

Lin Qingtian's tone was calm and calm.

Wang Fuxing's murderous intent in his heart suddenly increased by a point, but he remained silent on the surface.

He slowly pulled out a dagger, the dagger was not long, and there were still blood stains on the blade, but the grim green on the blade could still be seen.

"Bring me a bottle of wine."

Wang Fuxing commanded lightly.

A man in black silently took out a bottle of liquor from the wine cabinet next to him, and also took a wine glass.

Wang Fuxing's face became more and more indifferent, put the dagger in the wine glass, and poured a full glass of white wine.

The liquor soaked the dagger, and the liquid in the cup suddenly became a layer of miserable green.

Wang Fuxing took out the dagger that was not fully soaked, pushed the wine glass forward on the side of the coffee table that was turned over, looked at Han Jingwei at the door of the study and said, "You come over and drink it." ”

Undoubtedly, this is what Wang Fuxing wants to ask.

At least that's part of the narrative.

There was a trace of hesitation on Han Jingwei's face, a little fear.

is about to face death, and no one is afraid.

He subconsciously glanced at Lin Qingtian and opened his mouth: "Big brother..."

The muscles in the corners of Lin Qingtian's eyes were beating violently, but there was no expression on his face, and he was silent for a while before he said slowly: "Your family, I will take care of it for you." ”

The mocking look on Wang Fuxing's face became more and more intense.

Han Jingwei laughed miserably.

This is the sworn brother.

At the most critical moment, there was little hesitation and he gave up.

But the strange thing is that Han Jingwei still has no resentment towards Lin Qingtian, only respect.

This man changed his originally long life, but in just a few years, he gave him a glory that ordinary people dare not imagine.

Drive the best car, live in the best house, drink the best wine, play the most sassy woman, and one is not enough to fuck a threesome.

The popular stars who are active on the screen now, no matter how old or how much they are worth, as long as they look pleasing to the eye, which one has not knelt on his big bed?

Female cadres in government agencies, strong women in business, female officers in the army, rich daughters, what kind of women have not tasted it themselves?

And more than one.

Ordinary people can't afford to buy a house with one bathroom in their lives, and they have given away no less than ten sets of bathrooms in a few years!

Brocade clothes and jade food, gold-level jade masonry, red light and green wine, wind and snow and moon.

Although this life is short, it is worth it!

Han Jingwei's body shook slightly, grinned, and laughed silently, and finally turned into a haha laugh.

He looked at Lin Qingtian.

His own brilliance and prominence were given by this man, and today, I will return it to you!

It is better to die by drinking poisoned wine than to be tortured to death.

He strode up to Wang Fuxing, bowed, and bent down to take the cup of miserable green liquid in his hand.

Wang Fuxing's crossed Erlang's legs were slowly lowered, and his eyes were playful.

"Good wine."

Han Jingwei said lightly, stroking the wine glass and clenching it violently.

But the glass was not raised.

Wang Fuxing stood up suddenly, and his palm firmly pressed the mouth of the cup.

instantly pinched Han Jingwei's wrist.

Pull!

Han Jingwei's body suddenly became unstable and fell into Wang Fuxing's arms.

Wang Fuxing had already stood up, and the smile that had been gentle suddenly became extremely vicious and violent, and the injured hand picked up the dagger placed next to the wine glass, and stabbed the opponent in the abdomen!

Han Jingwei's eyes suddenly widened, and he screamed in severe pain, and the whole person struggled violently.

Lin Qingtian's body began to tremble slightly, staring at Han Jingwei, who was struggling frantically.

Wang Fuxing sneered, his laughter was low and harsh, and the whole person grabbed Han Jingwei's arm.

The second knife!

Han Jingwei was sweating profusely, his face was extremely pale, because he couldn't catch off guard, and the excessive fear made his legs weak, and he was about to kneel on the ground.

Wang Fuxing carried him with one hand.

The third knife!

Powerful and sinking!

Wang Fuxing was shot in the arm, and before the bullet could be removed, such an action, the pain made his face slightly deformed, and in Lin Qingtian's eyes, the expression of this young madman became more and more hideous.

The fourth knife!

Han Jingwei couldn't scream anymore, his mouth was open in vain, his expression was distorted together, and there was a fishy smell between his legs.

What he wanted was not this way of dying.

Large drops of sweat spilled on Wang Fuxing's face, and Wang Fuxing chuckled.

Fifth Knife!

The Sixth Knife!

Han Jingwei was like a lump of mud, let him carry it in Wang Fuxing's hands, convulsions and hoarse screams.

Twenty-first knife!

Blood continued to flow out of Han Jingwei's body, staining the wooden floor on the ground, making it look bloody and sticky.

The thirtieth knife!

Wang Fuxing's body began to shake slightly, but the laughter became more and more obvious.

Not a single knife was stabbed at the vital point.

It's all the abdomen, the thighs.

The wound is extremely deep.

Under the severe pain, Han Jingwei's face had turned purple-brown.

The fiftieth knife!

Silently.

Han Jingwei was no longer struggling, and fell to the ground softly.

He's dead.

The tyrant who reigned as the king and hegemon in the land of Dongshan Province was finally stabbed to death by a stronger figure than him!

Wang Fuxing's arm was swollen and painful, but his body stood firmly on the ground.

Lin Qingtian's eyes finally stopped calming, and there was a trace of vigilance and scruples, as well as a trace of fear.

He seemed to see it.

Wang Fuxing standing in front of him seemed to be more normal than ever, but in fact, he was even crazier than ever!

Wang Fuxing carried the dagger, took a breath, slowly walked to the wine glass that was still shaking slightly, put the dagger dripping blood in the wine glass again, held it up, and shook it gently.

A man in black automatically straightened the coffee table that had been turned to the ground.

Two corpses, one with blood, one with a human head.

A couple of madmen are eyeing each other.

Lin Qingtian was isolated.

Wang Fuxing was expressionless, just staring at the wine glass.

The miserable green liquid melted into the blood, and suddenly a hint of red appeared.

Appears unusually disgusting.

"You and Han Jingwei are sworn brothers? There shouldn't have been a bloody alliance in the first place, right? I'll make it up for you. ”

Wang Fuxing smiled lightly, put the wine glass on the coffee table, pushed it in the direction of Lin Qingtian, and said politely: "Mayor Lin, please." ”――

Pretending to be forced