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The day before Chinese New Year's Eve, Li Cunzhi rushed back from Jiangnan, in the study, listening to Cui Hao's past, Li Ang frowned, he never thought that Cui Hao's past was so dark, the criminal department's iron capture camp wanted for thirteen years of Tianzi felons, the blood on his hands was not much better than him.

"Black Fox, it's a good fit for him." Li Ang muttered to himself and looked at Li Cunzhi who was standing aside, "Are you sure that Cui Hao is the black fox from thirteen years ago?" "What Li Cunzhi reported to him was only based on some rumors in Jiangnan, and it is not sure that this is the truth.

"It shouldn't be wrong, the portrait from the surviving woman, Cui Hao is the black fox who slaughtered her all over the house." Li Cunzhi took out a scroll from his arms and handed it to Li Ang, and after unfolding, the scroll was a portrait of Cui Hao, but the person was younger and his eyes were more gloomy, which made people feel terrifying.

"In this way, it should be that he can't be wrong!" Li Ang looked at the scroll and sighed lightly, "It seems that the woman has a deep memory of him, and she can actually draw his charm on paper, which shows that she hates him to the bone." Saying that, Li Ang looked at Li Cunzhi, "Looking for him to see me, it's time to have a showdown with him!" ”

After Li Cunzhi left, Li Ang looked at the painting on the table, the gloomy and terrifying young man in black, his fingers lightly tapped on the table, he had never despised Cui Hao, he knew that Cui Hao must have known that he sent someone to investigate his affairs, but he was indifferent, which shows that he is completely sure that he can win his trust. "Black Fox, I hope you can satisfy me!" Leon's fingers suddenly froze, looking at the painting. The light in his eyes was clear.

When he saw Li Cunzhi appear in front of him, Cui Hao knew that the time he had been waiting for had finally arrived, and before Li Cunzhi could speak, he had already straightened his clothes and said to Li Cunzhi, "Let's go!" With that, he walked out of his room.

In the cold night wind, Li Cunzhi and Cui Hao walked side by side, listening to the noisy voices in the distance, both of them were silent. It wasn't until he got closer to the study that Li Cunzhi couldn't help it, looked at Cui Hao who was calm beside him and asked, "I don't understand, why did you let that woman go, if it weren't for her, no one in the world would be able to find out your details?" ”

"I don't want to be a person who doesn't have a past." Cui Hao's answer is simple and intriguing. Although he stayed in Jiangnan for nearly half a month, what Li Cunzhi could find out about other places was vague and obscure, and it was only by relying on that painting that he could be sure that the man in front of him was the famous black fox in Jiangnan thirteen years ago.

"You are very similar to me when I was younger, except that you are much luckier than me and have a good father-in-law." In front of the door of the study, Cui Hao stopped, he looked at Li Cunzhi and smiled, then pushed the door open, Li Cunzhi thought about his words. Silently followed him into the study.

Looking at Cui Hao who walked in, Li Ang said to the portrait on the desk, "I don't know how much of the kung fu you have left in your hands now, and I am not comparable to the group of arresters in the iron arrest camp of the Criminal Department." ”

"The people in the Iron Trap are just hounds at best. And sir, you are the real Longtan Tiger's Den here, even if it was the black fox back then, it was a game of ten deaths. Facing Li Ang's fierce and cold gaze, Cui Hao's gaze was calm, and the whole person was like an ancient well, deep and cold.

"You're a good mastermind, and I'm short of someone like that, should I trust you?" Li Ang looked at Cui Hao, who did not have a trace of momentum in front of him, but it was unforgettable, and asked quietly.

"Believe it or not, it's up to me. And not in me. Cui Hao's answer was simple and direct, and he looked at the picture scroll on the table, "I won't hide my past." You can rest assured of this. ”

"Tell me about you." Li Ang was silent for a moment, and then looked at Cui Hao, after all, what he heard from Li Cunzhi was only the murderous name of the 'Black Fox' and the heart-palpitating bloody rumors of the past, and he didn't know anything else.

Cui Hao did not refuse, he sat down quietly, and told the story that he had forgotten for a long time: twenty years ago, there was a teenager in Jiangnan, who was an orphan since he was a child, and thirteen years of years made him feel the coldness of the world, I don't know when he learned to use ferocity and cunning to protect himself, in his opinion, the so-called human world is just as cruel and ruthless as the world of beasts in the mountains and forests, just a little more hypocritical.

If you want to survive in this world, no one is reliable, only on your own, this is the truth that the young man realized, in his eyes, as long as he can live, there is no one who cannot be killed, and morality is just a deceptive thing, so by ferocity and cunning, he has a few fame in the underworld in the city where he is located, and finally was favored by a big thief leader and became a subordinate of the big thief.

In the den of thieves, he saw more darkness and ugliness in the world, and learned more ways to harm and kill people, relying on his black heart and wisdom, but in three years he became the leader of the gang of thieves, and he also had a title, 'Black Fox'. Later, in a government encirclement and suppression, the leader of the thieves was killed by a master from the Chang'an Iron Capture Camp, and the others were also arrested, only he escaped alone, at this time he could have changed his face and found a remote place to live the rest of his life quietly, but he was not a hermit who could see through the world after all, so he was dyed red again.

In three years, he rampaged throughout Jiangnan, no one could catch him, because he never left a living mouth, as long as he saw his face, without exception he was sent to Huangquan Road, even if the Criminal Department dispatched the Iron Capture Camp, he still could not find his traces, let alone arrest him, during that time, the face of the Iron Capture Camp was swept away by him, and since then he has become the No. 1 wanted criminal of the Criminal Department, but he is still living happily, because no one knows that the murderous and cunning 'Black Fox' is just a young man who is not weak.

If he hadn't set his sights on the wealthy merchant Gaomen in Huiji, he might have been able to terrify the world in the name of the black fox all the time, and of course he might have been caught and guillotined one day. But nothing in this world is possible, and what happens will not change, even if you want to forget it completely, but it still happens, you can fool yourself for a while, but you can't fool yourself for a lifetime.

This wealthy merchant family was very different from the prey he had set his sights on. In order to succeed smoothly, he went to the wealthy merchant Gaomen to become a teacher, although he was a child

But since he was adopted by the thief chief, he has tried desperately to read and write, and he knows that in the eyes of the world, those who are highly educated are people of high morals, and think that they will not do bad things, so they are always wary of those who are highly learned.

He easily became the teacher of the wealthy merchant family, and his pupils were several sons and ladies of the family, the youngest of whom was only eight years old. He liked the eight-year-old girl very much because she made him see things he hadn't seen before, like kindness.

After working as a teacher in this family for half a year, he found out everything about this family, but at that time he no longer wanted to settle in this family quietly and watch the little girl grow up. Watching her live happily ever after, it does sound ridiculous, he would want to give up his fangs and claws for a little girl and live like an ordinary person. It's just that the world is always unpredictable, and in the end he still washed the family in blood, and none of the old and young were let go by him, but only the little girl was left.

"You didn't say why you wanted to bloody that family in the end." Li Ang looked at Cui Hao, who had been watching him carefully from beginning to end, only when it came to the unspecified place at the end. There was a slight fluctuation in his expression.

"If I said that it was for that little girl that I washed that family in blood, do you believe it or not?" Cui Hao raised his head, met Li Ang's inquiring gaze, and replied quietly.

"Tell me about it." Li Ang looked at Cui Hao. Saying these three words, this is the last doubt left in his heart, and Cui Hao's life and death are also determined by this answer. Leon is a man with bloody hands, but he still has his stubbornness and principles, and he needs a reason to forgive Choi Hao for what he has done in the past.

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"Her father wanted to give her away to someone else to be a plaything." Cui Hao looked at Li Ang, his tone was still calm, but Li Ang could feel the suppressed anger in those calm eyes, and he remembered what his sister Qingzhi had experienced.

"I thought her father didn't like this daughter he had with his servant at most, but what I didn't expect was that he wanted to give her as a gift to someone else." Cui Hao's fist hidden in his sleeve was clenched tightly, "It's not a pity that he died." Those who usually bully her are not sorry to die, I killed countless people in the first half of my life, but only this family I killed with peace of mind. Never regretted it. ”

Looking at Cui Hao with a sudden indifference and coldness in his quiet eyes, Li Ang was silent, he looked at Cui Hao, and asked after a long time, "Have you ever repented of the innocents you killed in the past ten years?" ”

Listening to Li Ang's question, Cui Hao lowered his head and did not answer, until the palm of his clenched fist was pinched by his nails, and he raised his head to look at Li Ang and said, "No." His answer was just two simple words, without any explanation.

"Go to sleep! I'll give you an answer tomorrow. Li Ang looked at Cui Hao, rolled up the painting on the table, and threw it to Cui Hao who stood up, "This is her own hand, you can keep it!" ”

After taking the painting, Cui Hao was stunned for a moment, and then he carefully hugged the painting to his chest, and did not say a word, but walked out of the study silently, he has spoken enough today, his past is completely known, and his life and death are only in the mind of others, he handed over his fate to others for the first time, but he does not regret it.

"Do you think your father-in-law should use him?" The lamp lit on the desk jumped sharply in the cold wind blowing in, just like Li Ang's mood, looking at the closed door of the study, Li Ang suddenly asked Li Cunzhi, who had been listening silently on the side.

"The child can't answer, but the child remembers that his father-in-law told the child on the battlefield that repentance will not bring the dead back to life, and there are no innocent people in this world." Li Cunzhi replied quietly, and after speaking, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Li Ang.

"You're right, but I'm a little bit obsessed." Looking at Li Cunzhi who bowed his head, Li Ang laughed at himself, he was not qualified to decide Cui Hao's life and death, because his hands were stained with more innocent blood, and the old and weak women and children of the Hu people who were slaughtered by him in the desert were no different from the innocents killed by Cui Hao, except that he had the name of righteousness, but in fact, he and Cui Hao were the same.

Li Cunzhi retreated, and Li Ang was the only one left in the study, sitting in the Taishi chair, closing his eyes, thinking about something, until the oil in the lamp burned out and it was pitch black, he opened his eyes, stood up, and walked out of the study.

The snow was silent, the long night was silent, Cui Hao hung the portrait in the room, looking at the gloomy-eyed, deep and terrifying self, he suddenly looked at his hands, he knew that when Li Ang asked him if he had repentance for the innocent he had killed in the past, he only needed to answer yes, so that Li Ang could have an excuse to use him, but he didn't, at that time all he thought of was the eyes full of fear and bitter hatred when she saw that she killed her father and sister.

Cui Hao laughed self-deprecatingly, people like himself may not be worthy of family and forgiveness, but during this period of living in this village, looking at those orphans, those Jianghu people, those blond hair and blue eyes like a family, he couldn't help but want to join in, his state of mind was as weak as a lonely old man who was particularly afraid of loneliness.

There was a sudden knock on the door, which brought Cui Hao back to his senses, he opened the door, and then he saw Li Ang, "Are you here to kill me?" Cui Hao paused, and then he asked, he knew that Li Ang was a ruthless person on the battlefield, but usually he was like a traditional Great Qin soldier, jealous and hateful, he couldn't rub a little sand in his eyes, and he would never be accepted if he had killed countless innocent people like himself. Thinking of this, the corners of Cui Hao's mouth floated with a self-deprecating arc, and then he closed his eyes, under this man with the power of ghosts and gods, it was just a joke that he had thrown away years of effort to resist.

"I don't want the family's black fox to be just a scribe who can't even protect himself." Cui Hao didn't die, he just heard this sentence in the end, and when he opened his eyes, all he saw was a vague figure that had melted into the darkness, "The family's black fox?" Muttering to himself, Cui Hao was already in tears.