Where was Bai Wei willing to listen, tears fell down with tears in her eyes: "No! I kept them going, I couldn't just watch them get hurt outside. ”

"Listen, Bai Miantang may be a politically wanted political prisoner now. Maybe it's still a murderer, but now the sect is in turmoil, and we can't figure out the situation, we have to deal with this matter immediately, and we must leave here immediately, so that we can get later. ”

I covered Bai Wei's head and wept silently, I didn't know that his Bai Mu's words were very reasonable.

I hugged Bai Wei: "Bai Wei, don't cry, that Jintang won't be alone, I will take care of her, don't worry." ”

What Miantang heard in a drowsy state, only a few words, really wanted to leave immediately, but his whole body was out of strength, he couldn't move, and he fell asleep again.

The worst of this year's typhoon has passed, and only the slanting wind and drizzle remain, and where the headlights shine, the traces of the struggle in the storm have disappeared, and it is like a dream.

Early the next morning.

The faint morning fog has fallen, the noise of the noisy city, the sun has risen again, the river is still flowing eastward, only the stumps and leaves scattered in the dirt, telling the story of yesterday, all the tragic memories of the wind and rain, all left to the land of suffering, a few dilapidated huts on the beach were destroyed by last night's torrential rain, and there were tens of thousands of beggars' corpses on the city road, such small things as the city's already numb nerves, including the pursuit of Najintang and me yesterday.

When Miantang woke up in the early morning, the first thing he saw was Bai Wei, who was sleeping next to him, seemed to be very tired, and was snoring softly in junior high school. He could only raise his hand and see that his leg was also wrapped in gauze. There were syringes and loose potions at the head of the bed, he picked it up and looked at the English label, recognized penicillin and glucose, and knew that he was well treated, he found a white shirt at the head of the bed, he was very tall, although he was very short, but he could wear it - he put it on gently, pushed the door and went downstairs.

Dressed in a dressing coat and a glass of red wine, Bai Zhengchang sat alone in the living room.

He seemed to have just come back from outside, with dark circles under his eyes, and his skin looked dull, far from his usual mental temperament. In fact, he had not slept all night, how could he sleep peacefully? Although he is also a figure in the business and political worlds, he also has the ability to turn his hands into clouds and rain - he is a little powerless in the current matter.

He looked at the Miantang and quickly stood up, and said solemnly, "You assassinated Wang Yaxi?" ”

"No, my father was ...... Assassination. ”

"Don't you really know? Now the whole Shanghai beach is going to be a sensation, Brother Wang called someone to assassinate him last night, and it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that it is your Miantang. ”

Bai Yachang handed him a piece of news, which read, as above: Wang Yachang was assassinated last night and was seriously injured and hospitalized, big news!

Syllable! The crystal cup landed on the coffee table and rolled down to the ground, sometimes splitting, and a bright red leaf quickly soaked in the carpet.

"It is rumored that the rivers and lakes were assassinated by your Jintang. And it's news from your sect. Last night, when I was at the train station, I heard someone say that all the halls of the sect had to release their words overnight, and whoever killed that Jintang could be the eldest brother. Now the whole Shanghai is in a sensation, your sect has already determined that you are a killer, and the whole community is looking for you in the group to settle accounts, Wang Song is still in the hospital, and you can't wash it when you jump into the Yellow River. ”

The five thunders of the Jintang thundered to the top, and he stood for a long time before he asked loudly: "Which hospital is he in my father-in-law?" ”

"You must not be on the road now, the police, even if you can explain the past, the sect must not spare you."

"Tell me where he is!" Na Jintang didn't listen to anything, and asked sharply

Bai Zhengchang patted Na Miantang's nervous shoulder and said: "I have long guessed, you can't do these things, your father and son have a deep relationship, Brother Wang didn't raise you for nothing, your father and son will definitely be reconciled as before, yes, it doesn't matter what the surname is, the important thing is the word affection." Brother Wang, this old guy wouldn't go like this. ”

Bai Wei shook her desperately and shook him: "Then Jintang, please sober up, haven't you figured it out yet?" You are now known to everyone, some people want to take the opportunity to kill you, we believe that the old man Wang is not injured by you, but so many people are all angry, the old man is unconscious, no one believes you, let's go, haven't you already planned? Let's go together. ”

Unconsciousnessed, unconscious. What happened to my dad? That Miantang was already frightened by these 4 words.

"Brother Wang was shot twice last night and is still rescuing." Bai Zhengchang said with difficulty.

That Jintang was sweating, his hair stood on end, two shots, and his father was shot twice! Although he has a bad heart, his body and adaptability are still first-class, and he must have been shot by someone he knows and trusts extremely before he loses the most basic defensive ability. He only felt that the sky was falling, and he held on to the wall to keep himself from falling, but in front of him, Venus stopped flying, he roared, opened his white hair, and rushed out.

He was going to run through the long hallway, jump down two flights of stairs and go straight to the door, he had only one thought, he was going to see his father in the hospital.

I hugged Namiantang tightly: "Don't go yet, let's go together." ”

That Miantang suddenly felt that his steps were so heavy, it was too much to face again, he found for the first time that he was fragile, leaving his father-in-law, leaving that family, he suddenly lost the purpose of life.

Bai Zhengchang said: "It is imperative that we know, what is the real news for? Who released such a message? I had to go to Xiao Aqiao and ask her the deepest inside information. ”

I didn't expect there to be such a person in Shanghai, I was a little dumbfounded for a while, and said in surprise: "Who is Xiao Aqiao?" I'll go find her right away. ”

Na Miantang said: "The only woman in the 12 Taibao in Shanghai is called the eldest sister - Xiao Ah Qiao, if the eldest sister is willing to help, it would be good that the insider of this incident can be found out soon." But the problem is that this person is a strange temperament with a provenance, and he is willing to help, and he has no conditions; For those who don't want to help, it's useless to put a knife on the neck. No one can go against his nature. So, I don't think it's useful to look for him, she won't help me......"

"Who made you have negative others, other people's love is deeply rooted......" At this time, Bai Zhengchang didn't want to make a joke about the Miantang, perhaps to ease the tense atmosphere at the scene.

I glanced at Na Miantang hatefully, and Na Miantang flashed: "Don't look for it, I'll solve it myself." ”

I hurriedly said, "Who the hell is this?" Where is she? I'll go to her right away, how do I know if I can't do it without trying? It's that she wants the eldest young master, which is also one of the methods. ”

Bai Zhengchang glanced at me meaningfully, shook his head and said, "The place she is, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to go now......" I really wanted to be sharp-eyed, but I still pleaded in a pleading tone: "Uncle, I beg you, when is it, don't beat around the bush anymore?" ”

Bai Zhengchang finally said: "Yes, Xiao Aqiao has not been in touch for a long time, but to say that he is well-informed, the gambling house is not as good as the teahouse, but the teahouse is not as good as the Qinglou. is in charge of all the yellow industries in Shanghai, and can be described as a veritable president of Huaguo, from the eldest to the second, down to the wingman standing on the street, and all controlled by this person. And in all kinds of teahouses, running halls and bustards are the best sources of news, and the underworld and white roads are not looking for her, but the little sister treats everyone equally, she can give face if she wants to, and she doesn't want to give face to the king of heaven Lao Tzu who doesn't give it. “

I was stunned, worried that my position was insufficient, and asked, "Who is the right person?" ”

"You!"

"Me?"

"Your appearance, one of the reasons for your relationship with Mian'er, at least made her want to have the urge to kill you. But as long as things are going well, maybe bad things can be done as good things, and it is always necessary to stimulate her. ”

“......”

"Second, you will be accustomed to and good at kitchen knives, because before meeting Xiao Aqiao, you will first meet her four top brands, which is also the legendary 'Four Beauties of the Flower Country' - they are all like fairies, and they have amazing kung fu, although they are all women, but there are also many old rivers and lakes are 'folded' in their hands. You can still resist a few and fight for a chance. ”

“......”

Na Miantang vetoed: "No, it's very dangerous outside, Mao Jiujiu can't go there, I will arrange the rest of the things, please rest assured Uncle Bai."

It wasn't until he came back at noon that he heard the news, and he only talked about his dry mouth. It turned out that Song Da had already become the leader of the sect and was in charge of the hall.

Bai Mu jumped up and scolded: "How is it possible? He must have framed you, otherwise why would he kill so many brothers? Why did you become a court leader so quickly? Let's go get it back. ”

That Jintang sighed infinitely: "Forget it, if it's Song Da, he is scheming, there are so many traps left for me to drill, and even the charge of murdering the old man is counted on my head, I admit it, I have nothing to say when I lose, he knows my weaknesses too well, the winner is the king and the loser Kou, I gave him here, I don't want brothers to kill each other, let others see a bigger joke." ”

His eyes were like torches, but his voice was bitter, staring at my face: "Mao Jiujiu, do you want to come with me?" Or stay in Shanghai? ”

I don't like this kind of scrutiny. I bit my lip, took his hand, and said, "Let's ...... together" I said urgently, but stammered, and in the end, I spread my hands and simply didn't say anything. Life is at stake, but there is still water vapor in his eyes.

I usually dare to act boldly, but now the wetness in my eyes makes my eyes painful, but I don't dare to raise my hand to wipe it. Because with one rub, there will be more and more.

Bai Wei is righteous and awe-inspiring, sharing difficulties and blessings. Na Jin often repeated Bai Wei's words, thinking carefully.

Bai Mu stood up, stared at the air, and burst out the anger that had accumulated in the middle of the night: "Song Da, you bastard, you want Renshe, you want Fengleitang, why didn't you tell Xun Mian'er earlier?" Mian'er will definitely coax each other, why? Why should it be treated like this? You're good brothers. ”

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