Three days later, a transfer order was sent to Shanghai Station.

Zhou Zhiyu's hanging heart finally let go, during this period of time, he almost kept his gun by his side, and even took a shower with a gun, for fear of being plotted again.

Wang Fangxiong was not too surprised that Zhou Zhiyu was transferred out of Shanghai Station, this is human nature, and frustrated people will always want to try their luck in another place.

On the day he received the appointment, Zhou Zhiyu said goodbye to his familiar colleagues one by one, normally speaking, he will no longer be from Shanghai Station from today onwards.

After work, Zhou Zhiyu returned home, found a large suitcase from under the bed, and began to pack his belongings.

Ten minutes later, Pang Qingtong walked in from the outside with a satchel. Seeing the mess in the house, he couldn't help but ask, "Zhou Zhiyu, what are you doing here?" ”

Zhou Zhiyu glanced up at her and said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm going to be transferred to Beiping, according to the regulations, the station may have to take back this house, you'd better plan early." ”

Pang Qingtong was silent for a while and said, "Okay, I know." ”

As she spoke, she walked into her bedroom and closed the door casually.

After a while, Zhou Zhiyu's voice came from outside the door: "I'll leave tomorrow, are you going to Beiping with me, or what?" ”

Pang Qingtong sat on the bed and said lightly: "Aren't you going with your lover?" ”

Zhou Zhiyu stretched out his hand and pushed open the bedroom door, stood at the door and said, "I asked you if you want to go to Peking with me, or stay in Shanghai, don't talk other nonsense!" ”

Pang Qingtong: "I will stay in Shanghai and will not go to Peking with you!" ”

Zhou Zhiyu: "Okay, before I leave, should we go through the formalities?" ”

Pang Qingtong shook his head firmly and said, "No! The Pang family's family motto ......"

Zhou Zhiyu interrupted her words and said impatiently: "What kind of bullshit family motto, your surname Pang obeys, why do you want to drag me down?" ”

Pang Qingtong Huo Ran stood up and said angrily: "Zhou Zhiyu, you clean your mouth!" ”

Zhou Zhiyu raised his hands, made a gesture of surrender, and said: "Okay, let's talk calmly, please face the problem objectively, I'll go back to Beiping, you are in Shanghai, the sky is on different sides, what are we?" The funeral goods of feudal rites? ”

Pang Qingtong said coldly: "What kind of funeral goods do you still have the face to talk about?" Isn't it all caused by you today! Let me tell you Zhou Zhiyu, it's not that I don't want to divorce, I'm worried about my parents' bodies, since you married me, you have to accept this matter! ”

"Uncle's!" Zhou Zhiyu kicked the door fiercely, venting the evil fire in his heart.

Pang Qingtong: "Are you so angry?" We're just husband and wife in name, and I've never interfered with you looking for a woman outside, right? ”

Zhou Zhiyu snorted coldly and said, "I'm worried that I will be a living king within a few days of returning to Beiping!" If you get divorced, you don't have this concern! ”

Pang Qingtong: "Zhou Zhiyu, your heart is so dirty!" Do you think that everyone is like you because you are misbehaving? ”

Zhou Zhiyu was speechless, he could only scold the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the Pang family in his heart, but there was no way, he couldn't pinch her neck and force her to divorce him, thinking that after returning to Beiping, he would write a letter of resignation and send it back, even if everything was fine.

He turned around and went to the living room to continue packing, Pang Qingtong sat on the bed blankly, she was at odds with Zhou Zhiyu on the surface, but in fact, she was also hesitating in her heart, what should she do?

Go to Peking with him?

No, the marriage has already existed in name only, and there is no need for me to follow him anymore.

Staying in Shanghai is the best choice, but I can't just spend my life on this scumbag, I have to discuss it with my family.

Thinking of this, Pang Qingtong walked out of the bedroom with his satchel.

Zhou Zhiyu: "Where are you going?" ”

Pang Qingtong: "I'll go home." ”

Zhou Zhiyu seemed to see a ray of light, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, go back and discuss with them, let's divorce, you are still young, so many good men are waiting for you......"

Pang Qingtong glared at him in disgust and said, "I was really blind at the beginning......

"Tuk Tuk! Tuk Tuk! There was a knock at the door.

Pang Qingtong walked towards the gate of the courtyard, Zhou Zhiyu pulled out a pistol from his waist, followed behind her, and said, "Ask who opened the door again!" ”

Pang Qingtong said contemptuously: "You are an agent, what are you afraid of?" ”

Zhou Zhiyu didn't explain to her, he put the pistol behind his back, stood on the side of the courtyard gate, and motioned for Pang Qingtong to ask.

Pang Qingtong asked in the door, "Who?" ”

"There's a letter from your family." Outside was a man's voice.

Pang Qingtong turned his head to look at Zhou Zhiyu and said, "It's the postman." ”

Zhou Zhiyu looked out from the crack in the door and said, "Open the door." ”

Pang Qingtong opened the door, and outside was a postman pushing a bicycle, holding a letter in his hand, and said, "Zhou Zhiyu's letter." ”

Zhou Zhiyu glanced at him vigilantly, and didn't feel anything abnormal, so he reached out and took the letter, and glanced at the cover, it was a letter from home.

Pang Qingtong stopped caring about his business, stepped out of the door, and walked down the street, she was going to take the tram to her parents' house. The postman then rode his bicycle along.

Zhou Zhiyu closed the courtyard door, returned to the house, sat on the sofa, put the gun in his hand, and tore open the seal of the letter. The content of the letter was that his family asked him about his work and life in Shanghai, and they were all very trivial questions.

But for most people, family letters are always the most anticipated thing, and Zhou Zhiyu is no exception, he has been wandering all these years, and when he saw the letter from his parents, he couldn't help but read it more.

If the mind is too concentrated, the awareness of prevention will inevitably be negligent. It wasn't until he heard the sound of the door latch falling to the ground that Zhou Zhiyu suddenly woke up and someone came in!

Zhou Zhiyu just wanted to grab the pistol, but an axe smashed the glass window, spun and flew in, "Grab it!" "The sharp axe was nailed to the sofa, only a dozen centimeters away from the pistol.

He instinctively withdrew his hand, and at this moment, a man in black had already broken through the door, rushed over with a steel knife, and raised his knife at Zhou Zhiyu to slash.

Zhou Zhiyu turned back, flashed to the back of the sofa, and slashed the machete on the backrest, cutting a hole in the backrest.

Zhou Zhiyu reached out to touch the gun again, and the man in black chased after him with a knife, slashing down, the tip of the knife touched the barrel of the gun, and with a click, the pistol fell to the ground.

Zhou Zhiyu grabbed the coat rack on the side, slammed it around, and the man in black couldn't dodge, and smashed on his arm, and the steel knife was 'dang! It fell to the ground with a thud.

The two of them fought for only ten seconds, and two more men in black rushed in, one carrying an axe, and the other was also a steel knife. It seems that they were worried that the gunfire would attract the police, so they did not use the guns.

Zhou Zhiyu knew that there was no need to ask, it must be someone sent by Huang Dongbiao, who had been calm in the past few days, and suddenly came to the door today, which made him a little surprised.

The coat rack in his hand was made of very thick pine wood, and ordinary people couldn't cut it at all, and used it as a weapon, and it was really imposing to pick it up. The only drawback is that it is too clumsy, the strength is old, and before it can be withdrawn, another enemy has already pounced.

A man in black attacked from behind, the knife flashed, Zhou Zhiyu snorted, the steel knife slashed at his back, although he tried his best to dodge, he still didn't dodge, the skin and flesh were cut outward, and the blood was dripping in an instant, which looked shocking.

Zhou Zhiyu took two steps back, almost sat down on the coffee table, and touched the tea he had just brewed, he picked it up and threw it at a man in black who rushed over.

The hot tea splashed on the face of the man in black, he was screaming at the hot wow, Zhou Zhiyu took the opportunity to smash the coat rack on his head, 'Plop! With a bang, the man in black was knocked unconscious.

Zhou Zhiyu endured the pain of the knife wound, threw the coat rack at the other two people, then bent down, reached out to pick up the pistol that fell under the sofa, and shouted: "Don't move!" Drop your weapon! ”

The other two men in black stopped their hands and looked at each other, but did not put down the swords and axes in their hands, and stood there looking at Zhou Zhiyu coldly.

Zhou Zhiyu put his finger on the trigger, the muzzle of the gun moved down to aim at their knees, he was going to subdue these two people first, and then he said that he was alone, and he didn't know how many people Huang Dongbiao had sent.

"Zhou Zhiyu, put the gun down!" A man's voice came from outside the door.

The postman, who had just delivered the letter, held a steel knife with the blade on Pang Qingtong's neck, and slowly walked in.

Zhou Zhiyu understood, although the letter was true, but the postman was fake, he was just a pioneer who came to step on the plate!

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