Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Of course Fu Jingshen called it that on purpose. In fact, everyone had ridiculed it in private in the early days, but Fu Rongheng said something at that time, she has no rules and you have no rules?
So much so that later everyone didn't dare to make fun of him in front of Fu Rongheng.

Fu Jingshen felt that these two people were not clear about each other, and there was some relationship between them anyway.

"Don't be surprised." Chu Jin'an said lazily, "I didn't come back to China to be a spy."

It was no secret that Chu Jin'an returned to China, and there was so much movement at the pier that day, Fu Jingshen would not have been unaware of it.

The corner of Fu Jingshen's mouth twitched, looking at the girl without leaving a trace.

To outsiders, she has the cold and arrogance of a noble lady, like a touch of bright color in this era, which makes people adore and desire to destroy.

Fu Jingshen has a deep impression of Chu Jin'an. She started playing tricks on him when she was a child, and she tricked him one after another. The relationship between the two is actually not bad, but Fu Jingshen can't play with Chu Jin'an.

Now it seems that she has reached her age, and she has become more and more beautiful, with a hint of a young lady's aura in her eyes, and a vigor and freshness that no one else has.

Chu Jin'an happened to be stepping on the sunny grid, standing a little close to Fu Rongheng, and his white fingertips would occasionally bump into the tassels on the opponent's black military uniform.

Fu Rongheng didn't seem to care or care about the other party's small movements, so let her do it.

Fu Jingshen didn't think how important a woman was to Fu Rongheng. This person killed people without blinking an eye, and was naturally emotionless. Sometimes it even made people shudder.

Fu Jingshen even suspected that if he had no blood relationship with Fu Rongheng, he would have been killed by the other party by now.

"Miss Chu has already returned to China, so am I going to drink fourth brother's wedding wine another day?"

Fu Jingshen turned around to test, his pale and handsome face was smiling, his voice was always soft, thin, and a bit sharp, like a poisonous tongue crawling in the dark, his pupils stood upside down, waiting for an opportunity, even his eyes were full of indulging in women. The black and blue left by the color are like snake scales.

"As you wish." Chu Jinan paused, subconsciously looked at Fu Rongheng, and thought it was just a joke, so he replied with a half-smile.

"Fu Jingshen." The tone of the second half of the sentence was flat, a warning.

Fu Jingshen met Fu Rongheng's eyes, and the man's expression was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Well, it seems that it's not the time yet." Fu Jingshen shrugged, smiled lowly, and rubbed the wrench of the gun with one hand behind his back.

"But good fourth brother, you are so kind to Miss Chu, can't you miss me, my own brother?"

In the past, what Chu Jin'an caused in Beicheng was not settled by Fu Rongheng. As the sixth younger brother, his important rights are not too much, right?

"You can't go back to the Inspectorate."

It is notice.

Fu Rongheng respected the law, and in Beicheng, the military order was greater than the sky. Under his watchful eyes, he would never allow anything that used the Fu family's power for personal gain.

Fu Jingshen's face sank, "My entry into the Inspectorate was also approved by Dad. If Dad is still alive, it's not your turn for the Fu family to take care of me!"

"Okay, go back and tell him that his good son is accepting bribes privately in the Supervision Bureau, harming officials, and his subordinates are abusing their power and embezzling arms."

Fu Rongheng: "You see, it's dad or me who can control you."

His strength is undeniable.

Chu Jin'an had learned it before, and so did Fu Jingshen.

But some people don't learn the lesson.

"Fu Rongheng, I'm also someone who can play with guns."

Fu Jingshen suddenly pulled out a pistol from the back of his waist. It took only a moment to load it, and the black muzzle was aimed directly at the man!

The cold wind blows through the bamboo and wood in the courtyard, rustling, and there is a faint touch of white on the bamboo leaves hidden in the dark, sinking in the dark corner, which has not yet melted due to lack of sunlight ice and snow.

The sound of the wind failed to cover up the movement in the study, and the atmosphere instantly became tense, with swords on the verge of breaking out.

Chu Jin'an's eyes turned cold, and he grabbed the tassels hanging from Fu Rongheng's military uniform. The temperature was icy cold, but after holding it in his hands for a long time, he also got some body temperature, and it was gradually disintegrating.

She stood beside Fu Rongheng without moving, her hair was a little disheveled by the blowing wind, looking at the scene in front of her, the smile on her face did not change at all, her bright face inadvertently revealed a bit of deep-seated disdain.

"Fu Jingshen, you have become more courageous." This compliment is sincere.

Fu Jingshen also smiled, holding the gun in his hand: "Thank you, Ms. Chu, for the compliment, I wonder what Brother Si thinks?"

Fu Rongheng's expression didn't change, even though the loaded bullet was aimed at his heart, his voice was deep and cold, like a gold and iron horse breaking through the frozen aura, he said solemnly: "Go."

shot.

Try it out.

He was forcing him, or he didn't pay attention to it, Fu Jingshen thought so, standing on the spot with a gun, his back tensed like an arrow on a bow, ready to go, even riding a tiger.

A person like Fu Rongheng must have arrogance. He is arrogant, too arrogant, and always looks calm and calm. It is as difficult as climbing the sky to make him lose control and be terrified.

but……

Fu Jingshen licked his lips, and pressed his finger on the damp trigger, probably sweating. He smiled like a snake crawling slowly, and slowly moved the muzzle of the gun, pointing it in another direction, it was Chu Ann today.

"Father has so many sons, the Fu family can't be monopolized by you, can you? Give me back the position of the Supervision Bureau, and we will live in peace, okay?"

The wind has stopped, it seems to be still, and it seems that a bigger storm is dormant. The clouds in the sky are churning, and the temperature has not warmed up. It is a bit cold, maybe because of the long night.

"Boom, boom—"

The sound of finger bones tapping the tabletop became extremely clear at this moment, too calm and cold, one sound after another, so that it sounded like the sound of a trigger being pulled, containing a certain dangerous rhythm.

The light was mottled, and Fu Rongheng could see the vivid figure beside him blurred in the light and shadow by turning his eyes slightly.

"I didn't intend to argue so much with you." Fu Rongheng didn't look sideways, the abyss of eternal doom was hidden deep in his eyes, and his voice was incomprehensible, "Who knew, you sent yourself to the door to seek death."

A drop of sweat dripped from a finger.

Fu Jingshen's palms were sticky, his brows frowned, he was not sure about his judgment, and he was inexplicably flustered, as if he had just made a wrong decision, and the hairs all over his body instinctively stood up due to the sense of dangerous oppression.

Fu Rongheng didn't even show his expression when he spoke, it seemed a bit naive to try to guess his thoughts through Chu Jin'an.

He gritted his teeth and pressed the trigger viciously.

"Boom."

Finger bones drop.

One last sound.

The closed door of the study was suddenly pushed open!

The adjutant Feng Lingzhi saw the scene of Fu Jingshen raising the gun, his face sank for an instant, and before Fu Jingshen had time to react, he quickly stepped forward, and kicked Fu Jingshen hard on the crook of the leg!
Fu Jingshen let out a scream and knelt on the ground. The gun in his hand was quickly taken away and reached his temple!
This accident happened without warning.

"Fourth Master, what should we do?" Feng Lingzhi asked in a deep voice.