My book friend Long Aotian

Chapter 192: This is my nature

kill.

Heart Explosion.

I've lived for decades and I've seen corpses before.

But they were just criminals who were beheaded, bandits who were beaten to death, demons whose heads were paraded, pirates who were wiped out, slaves who fell into wells, and peddlers who hanged themselves.

They were dead on the spot, and Mr. Zheng watched from afar.

Death is nothing but an exotic drama to him.

It has nothing to do with him and it has nothing to do with him.

But at this moment, the wealthy man from Huazhou suddenly realized something.

——Death is so terrible.

The murderer even stopped where he was, acting as if nothing had happened, as if he had just casually swatted a fly to death.

"You tell me."

The murderer didn't even explain "why I killed him".

The nobleman of Yunhua Hall asked directly: "How to respond to Li Bailong's article?"

Zheng Xiuyuan looked at Old Wu's body.

Seven bookstores, three theaters, two colorful pavilions, he started out as a martial artist in a drama troupe, and changed his fate in thirty-seven years. Wu Shenggen, the Iron Horse Flute, was a legend in the Huazhou opera world. Every year, countless young people worked hard in the drama troupes and pavilions, vowing to become the second Iron Horse Flute... But his life's achievements vanished at this moment.

Zheng Xiuyuan looked around again and saw that his colleagues from the Qu Shiwen Society had pale faces, were shivering and sweating profusely.

Everyone is a legend in this industry. Who hasn't done one or two great things that they can brag about for the rest of their lives? But now they are cowering like quails because some people don't care.

The hesitation and sigh brought about by this thought only lasted for a brief moment, but it was a long time that the murderer was impatient with. In an instant, his hand was like an iron clamp, pressing on Zheng Xiuyuan's head.

A terrifying murderous aura seeped out from the top of his head: "Is there nothing you can do?"

In an instant, a lifetime of experiences, all the regrets, and the faces of my children and grandchildren flashed through my mind.

All his achievements, wealth, social connections and family background so far were nothing but jokes not worth mentioning. In the eyes of the other party, he was nothing more than an ant that could be killed at any time.

Zheng Xiuyuan even found it a little ridiculous and wanted to laugh.

From the beginning to the end, he schemed, he took sides, he flattered, he worked hard, and even his son's choice and dedication were all for one thing.

——So that the Zheng family is no longer an ant that can be killed or bullied at will by some people.

how so?

how so!

Is this request...too much?
He only felt Ma Fulong's iron grip slowly tightening. His life was hanging in the balance. He immediately shouted hoarsely, "There is a way! There is a way!"

The ruthless iron grip loosened slightly: "Speak."

Zheng Xiuyuan said quickly: "Li Bailong wrote this article, obviously he was well prepared. From the perspective of public opinion, it is difficult for us to fight against this article and its thoughts in a short period of time, so we should temporarily avoid its edge and use other topics to divert attention and cool down this matter..."

At this moment, someone coughed softly.

Zheng Xiuyuan recognized the voice as that of Han Linsong, the owner of Xuesong Bookstore. He usually had a bad relationship with him, but he was a careful and alert person. When he heard the low cough, he was startled.

——This must be a warning! What's wrong with what I said?
Oh no...Old Wu!

In a flash, Zheng Xiuyuan's heart sank, but the afterimage in front of him danced, and Ma Fulong actually let him go and moved to the side. He turned his head and saw that Boss Han's head was held down.

"Mr. Han," Ma Fulong asked calmly, "Boss Zheng said the same thing as Boss Wu. You coughed. Do you have any other ideas? Why don't you tell me?"

Han Linsong looked at Zheng Xiuyuan desperately, with a look of regret on his face: "I, I just..."

Zheng Xiuyuan said quickly: "I was wrong! Since the hall master does not want to compromise with Li the thief, then let's fight him head-on. Let's put our heads together and there will always be a way. Hall master, Brother Han is very smart and can help!"

Ma Fulong tilted his head and sneered.

"Why, you thought all night and couldn't come up with a solution, and at dawn you were beaten so hard by Li Bailong that you couldn't even fight him. You saw someone was going to die, but you're thinking 'there is always a solution'?"

He smiled, a smile so bright that his gums were even showing, which made everyone feel cold all over.

"Brother Zheng, Boss Wu said something similar to you before, saying that he couldn't beat Li Bailong. I saw him losing his temper, got angry, and killed him by mistake. Now you said the same thing as Boss Wu, and I killed him instead of you. Wouldn't it seem that Brother Wu's death was unjust?"

Zheng Xiuyuan was frightened for a moment and subconsciously took two steps back.

"How about this, since Boss Han is so righteous and took the risk to warn you, why don't we..." Ma Fulong turned his head and smiled at him, "Let him die in your place, do you agree?"

Crazy...crazy!
Zheng Xiuyuan's heart was pounding and his lips were trembling.

As a human being, he has a sense of shame, a sense of right and wrong, and a sense of gratitude. His bloodiness and righteousness all urge him to speak, and he said - Brother Han raised the alarm to save me, how could I ruin his life?

But I can't say it.

Ma Fulong is crazy, he will really kill someone.

If I die, will Dalang, who has joined the Cao Gang in the capital, still have a chance to survive?

Dalang and I are both dead, is there still hope for the Zheng family?
As soon as I thought of this, my lips felt like they were sealed with glue and I couldn't open them or speak.

Han Linsong hissed, "No! I don't want to!"

Before he could finish his words, Ma Fulong pushed his head and slammed it against the wall.

The snow-white wall looked like a bag of dye had been broken, and dark spots splashed all over.

Zheng Xiuyuan's body shook violently, as if this blow had hit his soul and shattered him into pieces. He swayed and sat down on the ground, revealing a heart-wrenching and sad look.

Many of the businessmen present bit their hands tightly and dared not utter a single cry.

They are like fish on the chopping board and they have never thought that one day they will become the fish.

If I had known that joining the Cao Gang would lead to being treated like this...

It would have been better to surrender to Li Bailong earlier!
Master Ma's low laughter echoed throughout the side hall.

"You think that Li Bailong has great skills, many methods and clever means, you are afraid of him, you think you can't beat him... This is not right." Ma Fulong inspected in front of everyone.

"——You should be more afraid of me. No matter how many ways he has, no matter how clever his methods are, he is just using the power of the court and King Zhao, flying the banner of others, and relying on a higher power to achieve his own goals. You are afraid of him? Then why not afraid of me? I represent this power itself!"

He laughed coldly and crazily, pulled up the distraught Zheng Xiuyuan, twisted his head, and forced him to look at Han Linsong's headless corpse.

"See? Because of you. It's all because of you."

He whispered in Zheng Xiuyuan's ear.

"It's all because of you that he became like this..."

"If only I could be braver."

"If only it could be a little stronger."

"Will all this never happen again? Is all this your problem?" Ma Fulong's whisper was like the devil's chant, like crying and laughing, twisted and cruel.

"Do you regret it? Are you sad? Do you feel guilty? Do you want to do something for him?"

Zheng Xiuyuan stared at all this in a daze, his teeth clenched, emotions churning in his heart.

He blinked hard and exhaled.

——But I feel like something is missing.

At this moment, Ma Fulong leaned close to his ear again.

speak.

"No, not at all. In fact, I don't regret it, I don't feel guilty, I'm not sad. All the performances are fake, including your anger. You don't care at all. You are just feeling lucky. There are many things you want, power, status, inheritance, family, but you don't have anger and guilt..."

"because of U.S……"

He grinned and whispered.

"It's just the way it is."

At this moment, the evil thoughts extended, and the invisible light moved from the pupils and bloomed on the body. After all, Zheng Xiuyuan and others had already joined the Cao Gang in a broad sense before.

The guilt and pain struggling in his eyes gradually dissipated into nothingness.

Only at this time can he understand himself and his destiny more clearly.

Yeah, why are you pretending?

Is there any other choice besides following Yun Hua Tang all the way to the end? Even if there is, it will implicate his son and it will be difficult to protect himself... This is the only way.

Besides, there is everything on this road, and I want it all.

You can't die, you have to live and get... for yourself!
Ma Fulong said calmly: "A solution."

Zheng Xiuyuan said without hesitation: "The fans who helped me guide public opinion are unwilling to risk their lives. Money can no longer buy them off... We have to scare them in order to make them obey!"

"I'll transfer some of your troops to the canal." Master Ma asked, "Plan."

"If you can't refute the content of this article, then refute the author and the characters' motives!"

Zheng Xiuyuan has experienced life and death several times, and now he has seen through all gains and losses and is no longer afraid.

He said coldly: "Let's say Miss Ma has always been a slut who loves handsome men. She disregarded human ethics and fell in love with her nephew and seduced him."

"Li Bailong was blinded by lust and hit it off with her, so he wrote this kind of article, using the power of the Tongwen Bureau to try to reverse right and wrong, overturn the verdict on the butterfly-turning incident, try to clear Miss Ma, and throw dirty water on other people. It's purely bullying the dead who can't speak!"

Chairman Zheng showed a grim smile: "No matter how high the intention and how deep the emotion of the article, in terms of the spread, it can't be as good as the rumors that focus on the lower level! Love between men and women, illicit love, scandals of famous families, misuse of official tools... these things combined are more eye-catching than his article!"

Zheng Xiuyuan said this and turned to look at Ma Fulong.

When the other party heard his plan, his eyes changed violently and his expression was distorted and crazy.

Finally, Master Ma's expression calmed down and he became relieved.

To convince others is sometimes to convince yourself.

——These are all details and are not important as long as the goal is achieved.

"Okay, just do it."

Agreeing with Zheng Xiuyuan's plan, Ma Fulong looked at the other businessmen: "What do you think?"

After two lives were lost in succession, not only did the people dare not speak, they even dared not to get angry. In the face of higher-level power and strength, they were nothing more than crude and lowly mortals.

So they quickly responded, "We only follow the lead of the Hall Master and the President!"

Some people even expressed their opinions on their own, saying enthusiastically: "We will unite as one, follow Chairman Zheng, and do our best to refute the bullshit article criticizing Li Bailong!"

Before he could finish his words, a knife struck his head, twisting and breaking it.

"wrong."

Ma Fulong's eyes suddenly became gentle, and he took out a booklet from his arms. It was the original text of "Three Days in Huazhou, Seventh Uncle Cured My Mental Exhaustion".

"You need to refute it and criticize it, but this is not a shitty article."

He opened the article, seemed to be crying and laughing, and said softly: "It is well written, really good."

Even as the merchants took their orders and fled in a panic, Ma Fulong was still holding the article and reading it over and over again.

He cried and laughed, sometimes nodded slightly, and sometimes frowned, as if something was written wrong. After a while, he shouted to the sky, beat his chest and stamped his feet, and even began to slap himself and mutter curses.

After a while, Taoist Ling pushed the door open and walked in.

Looking at the confused Ma Fulong, he was not surprised: "Master, is everything going well?"

Ma Fulong said calmly: "Several people died."

"I'll take care of it."

The families of the deceased and the potential risk of reporting to the authorities.

Huazhou is the ancestral land of the emperor, and Li Bailong is in the government, so things will be troublesome, but they are just troubles. As long as we arrange someone to take the blame, the problem will not be too big.

Who made these merchants join the Cao Gang?

As for those merchants, they also need to be appeased and warned, but that is not a problem either... The Cao Gang has already spent so much money on them, how can they still turn against them and surrender to Li Bailong?
Taoist Ling asked again, "Has the matter of Miss Ma been decided?"

"Ah."

Ma Fulong withdrew his gaze from the article and said calmly, "We must drive her out of Huazhou and complete Yun Gong's request so that she cannot interfere with our business."

"Well, ruining her reputation and tarnishing her reputation can also kill two birds with one stone and prevent her from actually getting involved in the Constellation Project."

Taoist Ling had no opinion on this bucket of crazy sewage. He clapped his hands and said, "After all, a notorious slut with a bad record cannot be recognized by the Cao Gang, let alone the favor of fate... Hey, I see, no wonder when the hall master found out that Miss Ma had arrived, his first reaction was to discredit her reputation."

"Besides wanting to piss her off, I also have this plan - if her reputation is tarnished, she won't be recognized and respected by the gang members, and naturally it will be difficult for her to ascend to the throne..."

Ma Fulong's eyes were slightly stern, and he said in a cold voice: "Lord Yun has already ordered to drive her away."

"Yes, so I sigh at the strangeness of the world. If Lord Yun's order was different, then what Li Bailong did today would have to be done by us..."

Taoist Ling couldn't help but sigh when he said this: "Li Bailong is indeed a talented person in the world. If we did this, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to achieve such a great effect. This article is very touching and sophisticated. It was actually written by one person. As an enemy, this person is really terrifying..."

Before he could finish, someone outside suddenly came to report.

"Why are you making such a fuss?" Deputy Commander Yun Hua scolded, "You are becoming more and more ignorant of the rules. I am discussing matters with the hall master, and you barge in so rashly?"

"——It's Li Bailong!"

As Yunhuatang's number one enemy, Li Bailong's every move enjoys the treatment of "immediate reporting".

The leader who reported the news said succinctly: "Li Bailong personally led the team to deliver articles and hired people to read newspapers at various docks in Yunjiang, specifically talking about the merits and stories of his seventh uncle!"

(End of this chapter)