Chapter 82:
Song Bo was not killed by him, it was Guan Cong's hand, but even without Guan Cong, Song Bo would not have lived.
Song Bo was smashed in the head and fell in a pool of blood, and then was dragged by Guan Cong into another spare warehouse at the foot of the back mountain a few kilometers away from the fireworks factory, which was so remote that it had long been abandoned, and he also locked the door from the outside.
Song Bo watched all this from behind.
Guan Cong's last appearance, Feng Zhi still remembers clearly.
At that time, Guan Cong was holding the root of the wall at the foot of the mountain, he knew that his breathing was getting shallower and shallower, and his chest cavity seemed to be sealed in a plastic bag, and it was stuffy. He said, "Feng Zhi, you are also ...... I can't run away".
This sentence was what Song Bo said to him at the end, but he didn't expect to use it as well. Guan Cong regretted it, he regretted that when Feng Zhi said that he wanted to make a big profit in the partnership, he struggled for a while and agreed.
remembered that day, Guan Cong was blocked in the house he rented with him, and he was beaten so fast that he only had half his life left. Feng Zhi came in from outside and saw that the house was in a mess. Silently, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and kicked away the half-scattered rusty assembly chair on the ground next to his feet. He put the cigarette to his mouth and took a puff into his lungs, and then after a long time, he drooped his head and said the first sentence with a calm face: "Have you had enough of these days?" ”
The decoy that was thrown down took root in Guan Cong's heart.
Guan Cong has been poor all his life, and he has struggled for life all his life. "I really want to go back to my mother's womb and cast again."
"Guan Cong, let's make a lot of money, and if we make it, we will run away." Feng Zhi entered Song Bo's factory by mistake a few years ago because of Mu Lang's request, in fact, he had this idea from that time: he wanted this factory, to be precise, to destroy this field.
Because Song Bo relied on this to make his fortune, in addition to this reason, it was because of Song Bo's wife: Zhao Min. He had known Zhao Min for a long time, but Zhao Min didn't know him, and he had been paying attention to her like a shadow since she was not married to Song Bo.
"I only want the factory, and Song Bo's compensation will be all yours" He wanted this fireworks field and then destroyed it with his own hands, this Song Bo's life's hard work, he was proud of it, the source of his family's pillar, all of which Feng Zhi had to destroy with his own hands.
Song Bo is nothing without these!
At first, Guan Cong didn't agree, but just asked, "How much is Song Bo's accident compensation?" At the moment, he was still hesitating.
"Say less about three or four hundred thousand, more than seven or eight hundred thousand, with this money, you don't have to worry about the pile of debts you owe."
Guan Cong picked up the wine bottle that was only half a bottle left by the window, raised his head and took a sip, he knew that once he was side by side with the person in front of him, he would have no way back, but now let alone a way back, he had no way back. "What do you want to do?"
"You don't have to worry about it, just help me lead him to an abandoned factory at the foot of the back mountain and lock the door, and you don't have to worry about the rest."
It's not that you don't have to ask, because that's where the story ends.
It wasn't until Guan Cong closed his eyes at the last second in self-pity and unwillingness that he only knew one thing: there was no cooperation from beginning to end, and it was all Feng Zhi who unilaterally controlled him.
Guan Cong didn't expect it to the end: Feng Zhi's last step was to blow up the entire fireworks field, and what he didn't expect was that he would cross the river and demolish the bridge.
At the last second, Guan Cong's soul and Song Bo's were only separated by a wall.
Feng Zhi didn't intend to let him live from the beginning.
The factory is not fake, and it is true that he wants to die.
Only in this way can Feng Zhi get out of the evil spirit that he has suppressed in his heart for half his life, and he can continue to live and live to meet the person he wants to see.
When did you start thinking about it? The days are so long that Feng Zhi himself can't say it.
Even if Guan Cong is not a good helper, his greed has invisibly become Feng Zhi's best helmsman. Step by step, they are approaching the result designed by Feng Zhi. Even Guan Cong's ending was thought out by him in advance, on the night he promised to deal with Song Bo together.
He can come this far for money, Feng Zhi never believed him from the beginning, Guan Cong wants money sincerely, cooperation is just a hand-in-hand sheep, and Feng Zhi knows that he himself is this hand-led sheep.
As for whether his sheep was planned to be sold in the end or what, Feng Zhi could also guess one or two.
Guan Cong is not credible and cannot be trusted.
The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and there is a pair of eyes behind a thought.
As for the huge compensation from Song Bo later, Feng Zhi didn't take a cent. He didn't go for this money in the first place, this money has always been prepared for Zhao Min, and Zhao Min is still counting on this money to live. He didn't want her to live worse than Song Bo when she was alive, he wanted her to have food and clothing without worrying, and to live ten times better than Song Bo when she was by her side.
How could he let Guan Cong snatch the money? This money belongs to Zhao Min, and no one can touch it, no one except her! Song Bo can give him the same as doubled where she can't see, and all of it is won for her. Even if the man wasn't there, he could make her live just as well.
Na Cheng thought about the person in front of him, but he didn't want to see him at all, and even looked down on him, looking at him with disgust to the point of seeing garbage that had deteriorated.
Of course, Feng Zhi had a mental problem, and Feng Zhi had already realized it.
Zhao Min is right about one thing: it was not that he abandoned him, it was this body that betrayed him.
Looking at the elementary school opposite Feng Zhi from a distance, he suddenly wanted to go to that elementary school to have a look, the wall clock was still walking second by second.
He seemed to have missed too much time.
Feng Zhi stood on the top floor, his life was too bad and chaotic, so that he didn't have the energy to protect a person well, he was too stupid to even understand how to get along with people, so Zhao Min scolded him for being crazy.
During this period of time, Feng Zhi occasionally suddenly thought that he was Song Bo, and sometimes he would live as Guan Cong, and every time he was stripped from these identities, he was covered with a wound for unknown reasons.
Only when you are sober will you understand that you are actually Feng Zhi.
Is it guilt or guilt?
In the afterglow of the sunset, he seemed to see Song Silk sitting on Taishan next to Zhao Min. He said, "Look, aren't you much better now?" The happiness that self-righteousness gives has become a monstrous sin in the eyes of others. Feng Zhi, there are too many people you are sorry for. ”
Guan Cong didn't know when he appeared next to Guan Xi. He said, "Feng Zhi, let's go, stop struggling, let's go together"
Feng Zhi is now sure of at least one thing: his name is Feng Zhi, and he is not Song Bo or Guan Cong.
That's enough.
He had one last thing, and when it was over, he would leave.