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

Chapter 969 Old things in the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is also romantic 65
Feng Lingzhi sneered: "Really?"

But Mission Impossible.

Back then, Feng Lingzhi almost died in order to complete the task assigned to him by Fu Rongheng and gain Qin Wenwen's trust.

A scholar dies for a confidant.

The fourth master entrusted me with a heavy responsibility, and Taishan's trust, I will repay the general's kindness, how can I betray him!

Millions of troops are loyal to him.

To use an old saying——

Report your favor on the golden platform, and bring Yulong to die for the king.

Qin Wenwen's thoughts were too deep, and he left such a dark thread like Zhao Pengzhong, but he didn't realize that it was his dereliction of duty that caused a catastrophe.

Since the day when the fourth master fell into a coma, Feng Lingzhi exhausted his efforts to investigate who was the undercover agent, and he didn't let him show his feet until today.

Zhao Pengzhong was well aware of Fu Rongheng's methods, and he was afraid that his life would be lost and his face would be ashamed.

Seeing Chu Jin'an in the distance, he shouted loudly, grabbed it with a desperate fight, and rushed towards Chu Jin'an!
"Bang!" A gunshot sounded.

Whose body fell to the ground.

The gun in Zhao Pengzhong's hand fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and he saw a tall figure approaching from a distance, and his body fell to the ground unwillingly...

Fu Rongheng walked over from the snow, gun in one hand, calm: "Take it down."

Fourth Master Fu's return was bloody, and the first gift he gave back to Hui Qian was pressure.

Feng Lingzhi cleverly used his identity as a spy on Mission Impossible to pass on false information to the congregation, causing them to suffer heavy casualties.

By the time Tan Wenwen realized that Feng Lingzhi was not sincerely submitting to him, it was too late!

Huiqian suffered disastrous defeats one after another. Seeing that the situation was wrong, other forces gave Huiqin support, and all [-] were wiped out.

In desperation, Hui Qian proposed to negotiate, but was rejected three times.

Qin Wenwen broke the jar and tried to launch an experimental crisis. Chu Jin'an United Medical Union put pressure on this and condemned it.

A catastrophe was killed in the cradle.

Three months later.

That day was February [-]th, the winter was severe and the new snow was old.

A gamble is a foregone conclusion, and everyone will be safe in the world!
The team belonging to Zhongji officially stationed in Huiqu, and there is no independent Huiqu from now on, only Zhongji's Huiqu City!

And a conspiracy that lasted for ten years finally surfaced.

All the people who participated in the research experiment, headed by Tan Wenwen, all failed.

The uproar caused public indignation, writers, and newspapers condemned this huge experiment.

Qin Wenwen was notorious through the ages, he was crazy, and when he saw Fu Rongheng: "Why can't you understand me! I did the experiment for the future of all mankind, and I did it for the sake of all mankind!"

"It's just to satisfy your own selfish desire." The man raised his eyes, the eyes were far-reaching and piercing, condensed into the coldest wind and snow, "How many lives have you killed, and you dare to say that it is for all living beings?"

Tan Wenwen's face was gray and gray, and his hair turned white all night. He was greeted by death. He was afraid and begged for mercy. When the bullet passed through, he seemed to feel the pain of countless experimental subjects facing death...

The crime is heinous, and you will reap the consequences of your own evil, and you will not be able to get back countless lives!
In those few days, Fu Rongheng was so busy that Chu Jin'an couldn't even see anyone.

"Heng has been rewarded for his great revenge, and Ah Heng is happy these few days." Liang Shangjun told her that the stone that had been pressed in his heart for many years finally fell to the ground, and he narrated a story of the past.

As early as eight years ago, they had already started to investigate the Huilong experiment, but the things involved behind it were too complicated.

They desperately rescued many people who were arrested as experimental subjects. Li Zhongxing died to save people. That was Fu Rongheng's partner at the time.

That incident was due to his intelligence error, and Liang Shangjun later chose to study medicine, which had a lot to do with it.

On the day when the laboratory was completely destroyed, explosions rang out one after another. Everyone had heard the sound of bang bang bang that day.

That fire burned for a whole day, and half of the country was burned red!

Fu Rongheng watched with his own eyes.

At the end, the fire was gradually extinguished, and snow fluttered from the sky, falling on his shoulders. He raised his hand to wipe the snow off his shoulders, staring at the laboratory that turned into dust, slowly going up, it was gray blue Sky.

For a while, I was full of thoughts, thinking of many old people, and lamenting that life in the world is like a dream, and there are old loess and old graves along the way.

If there are really ghosts and gods in this world, they should know that the great revenge will be avenged, and that the road of saving the country that thousands of people have walked is now full of flowers.

Qingshan Road is long, and the bright moon is still there.

That night, everyone gathered in the high-rise building, drinking one glass after another, toasting the mountains and rivers, as well as the deceased.

"Heng, I respect you." Liang Shangjun said with a smile, "I respect the past."

Drinking hurts his body, Chu Jin'an stopped him, Fu Rongheng pinned his wrist, his eyebrows were full of flair, and whispered: "You must have fun in life to be happy."

When the Xinglan people dispersed, he returned with all his heart, just when he was in high spirits, he lit up the lamp to watch the sword, climbed the high platform alone, and looked at the land thousands of miles away, all under his feet.

Chu Jin'an couldn't control him today, and it was rare for him to be happy, so he let him go.

He propped up the high platform, facing the wind, and said with emotion: "The grass and trees have a hundred years of new rain and dew, and the cars and books of thousands of miles of old mountains and rivers."

Chu Jin'an turned his head to look at him, and couldn't tell whether he was happy or remembering him for a while, and said, "Fourth brother is drunk."

"It's good to be drunk." Fu Rongheng turned his face sideways, she was in his eyes, when the wind blew, the shadow swayed, and her heart also fluctuated, "Let's go back to fourth brother today."

"Which one didn't go with you in the end." Chu Jin'an refused to admit it, and muttered something in a low voice, and accompanied him to the high platform and embraced the bright moon. In the end, he was afraid that he would catch the cold and his body would not recover quickly, so he dragged him back.

This is the last night in Huiqin, and they will leave for Beicheng tomorrow, and there are still matters to be resolved in Beicheng.

Fu Rongheng received a letter from the Fu family in Beicheng at night. He sat in the study for a while, pondered for a long time, folded the letter without saying anything.

Chu Jin'an guessed it was a pleading letter, she didn't get involved in these things, just after taking a shower, her hair was wet, and she made him hangover soup.

Fu Rongheng came out of the study and said to her: "I will take you to the cemetery when I arrive in Beicheng later."

The heroic souls of many martyrs live there, you should go to see them.

Chu Jin'an nodded seriously: "Okay."

Fu Rongheng leaned on the head of the bed, thought about it and said: "I won't talk about this today."

Vaguely, I can discern his outline under the light of the lamp, leaning on the bed, into an old painting, set off by the rustic wooden furniture in the room, looking at her with a smile, the collar of the shirt is open, the body is clean, it is private The only relaxation she had ever seen.

Chu Jin'an's mind moved slightly, and the white snow came in from the window, as if he was still the depressed nobleman who was listening to the play on the second floor that day, with his face slightly sideways, talking with others, behind him was a pile of dead bones, the long night will be bright .

"Come here." He called her.

(End of this chapter)