From the Siheyuan, I started to run around in the world

Zhang Dongliang had no intention of going to Feng Jingyao's mansion to get involved in this matter, but he suddenly remembered a plot in the original drama. It seemed that Ding Li was injured while protecting Feng Chengcheng, and Feng Chengcheng agreed to Ding Li's proposal because of this, and the two of them got together.

Zhang Dongliang came to this world and worked hard to destroy the plot. How could he let this plot happen again? He must mess it up.

This is why Zhang Dongliang generously came to Feng Mansion to help Feng Jingyao.

I am a warm-hearted person who helps others without asking for anything in return. Even if others are not touched, I have to be touched myself.

This is how Zhang Dongliang highly evaluates himself.

"Cheng Cheng, go help Mr. Zhang clean up the room."

Given Zhang Dongliang's powerful background, Feng Jingyao was very satisfied that Feng Chengcheng could be Zhang Dongliang's concubine.

"No need to clean up, Mr. Feng. I think Xu Wenqiang will do it at night. We can't sleep these few nights.

I'll just take a nap here on the sofa, Miss Feng can go upstairs and have a rest."

Zhang Dongliang changed his way of addressing Feng Chengcheng back to his original way, with a hint of indifference.

Feng Chengcheng felt an inexplicable bitterness in her heart: "Did I do something wrong?"

"I won't go upstairs. I'll wait here too." Driven by the bitterness in her heart, Feng Chengcheng started to act like a spoiled brat again.

"You kid..." Seeing Feng Chengcheng not listening to advice at the critical moment, Feng Jingyao was furious.

"Forget it, Mr. Feng. If Miss Feng wants to stay here, she can stay here. It's actually safer here than upstairs."

In order to hide the source of his weapons and ammunition, Zhang Dongliang wore a windbreaker today. At least he could use the clothes to cover it up and prevent people from making random guesses.

Just like the windbreaker worn by Mark in later movies~~ Wearing Mark's windbreaker and dealing with Xu Wenqiang, it seems a bit fatalistic.

Of course, Zhang Dongliang has studied with senior Gou Jie for many years, so he still considerately put on a bulletproof vest inside. It is better to be safe than sorry.

Seeing Feng Chengcheng sitting next to him with a pout, Zhang Dongliang struggled in his heart for a long time and finally sighed.

He took off his windbreaker, unbuttoned his bulletproof vest, and threw it to Feng Chengcheng.

"Put it on." Zhang Dongliang's voice was unquestionable.

"What is this?" Feng Chengcheng was puzzled when he saw this strange dress.

"This is a bulletproof vest, used to save your life." Zhang Dongliang's voice still contained no emotion.

Feng Chengcheng touched the bulletproof vest that carried Zhang Dongliang's body temperature, and suddenly burst into tears out of grievance.

Feng Jingyao looked at the bulletproof vest with envy, thinking how nice it would be if he could wear it.

It's a pity that he can't compete with his own daughter. Hehe, even if he did, I guess Zhang Dongliang wouldn't be happy.

"Chengcheng, put it on quickly." Feng Jingyao said to his daughter anxiously. Putting on this dress is like having an extra life.

Feng Chengcheng put on the bulletproof vest with tears in her eyes, with mixed feelings in her heart.

The man in front of him had already saved him once. At this critical moment, he took off his bulletproof vest again, leaving himself the chance to save his life.

When faced with such a loyal and affectionate man, is it okay to spend all day worrying about how many women he has?

Ignoring Feng Chengcheng's turbulent feelings, Zhang Dongliang leaned on the sofa with his eyes closed, looking like he was taking a rest.

In fact, he was using his mental power to the maximum, scanning the outside world intermittently.

It would be best if we could lure Xu Wenqiang here, eliminate him in one fell swoop, and remove this thorn in our hearts.

Not only Feng Jingyao can't guard against thieves all the time, Zhang Dongliang can't guard against thieves all the time. He himself is not afraid, but he still has two women who need protection.

A lurking figure appeared in the mental scan, and Zhang Dongliang was alert: "Here he comes."

My premonition turned out to be accurate.

Xu Wenqiang's image is not very good now. His clothes are dirty and wrinkled, and his face is full of unkempt beard.

Everyone in the city was staring at him. He tried every possible way to hide and couldn't even have a hot meal. It would be strange if he could have a good image.

"Pa pa pa pa", Xu Wenqiang clapped his hands, pretending to be cool as usual.

This is his typical style, and Zhang Dongliang is very familiar with Xu Wenqiang's movements.

"Very good, you are all here today, so I don't have to look for you one by one."

Ding Li nervously stood in front of Feng Jingyao, ready to block bullets for his boss at any time.

"Ali, you're so loyal to the boss after just a few days of not seeing him? Don't you even bother to say hello to Brother Wen when you see him?"

Looking at this former good brother, Xu Wenqiang spoke with a hint of sigh.

"Brother Wen, I~~"

"Ali, stop talking, everyone. I know all these words."

"Brother Wen, can't you just let go of everything in front of you and start over?" Ding Li tried hard to persuade Xu Wenqiang.

"Ali~~You don't know that sometimes people can't turn back."

Xu Wenqiang sighed a little, and while speaking, he slowly raised the gun in his hand.

He likes to see his enemies tremble under his control, he likes the feeling of cat and mouse.

Zhang Dongliang had long been fed up with Xu Wenqiang and Ding Li chatting. He didn't know why these people always talked so much.

As soon as Xu Wenqiang raised the revolver in his hand, he was surprised to find that Zhang Dongliang was holding a submachine gun pointing at him from the sofa.

Isn't this too shameless? Are submachine guns used by gangsters?

Zhang Dongliang could only despise Xu Wenqiang. What's wrong with a submachine gun? Can't gangs use submachine guns? Don't Chicago gangs use submachine guns all the time?

Have you heard of the Chicago Typewriter? Xu Wenqiang, you are just a bumpkin.

Zhang Dongliang just complained about these things in his heart and never said them to Xu Wenqiang. He never had the habit of chatting with the dead.

When everyone thought Zhang Dongliang was going to say something pretentious, Zhang Dongliang had already pulled the trigger at Xu Wenqiang without hesitation.

50 bullets hit Xu Wenqiang at close range, and with blood splattering, Xu Wenqiang had become a hornet's nest.

Isn't this too cruel? Ding Liqiang suppressed the discomfort and fear in his heart, took two steps forward cautiously, and looked at Xu Wenqiang, who was lying on the ground and looked like a man.

"Click", Zhang Dongliang didn't say anything, changed another magazine, and emptied it at Ding Li.

Ding Lijue never expected that Zhang Dongliang would do the same to him, and he immediately followed in Xu Wenqiang's footsteps, falling beside Xu Wenqiang with holes all over his body.

Everyone present was shocked by Zhang Dongliang's brutality. Feng Chengcheng turned pale and looked like she was about to vomit.

Feng Jingyao's expression was not much better: "Mr. Zhang~~why~~why is this?"

"Mr. Feng, you may have forgotten one thing. Ding Li and Xu Wenqiang are best friends. Do you still want to raise a tiger to cause trouble?"

Hearing this, Feng Jingyao was shocked.

He had forgotten about it. It was a pity that Ding Li was very obedient and was a good candidate.

Feng Jingyao would never have thought that in the original drama, when his situation was hopeless, Ding Li also wanted to replace him.

In the original drama, Feng Jingyao apparently died at the hands of Xu Wenqiang, but in fact he died at the hands of Ding Li.

Ding Li just used Xu Wenqiang's revenge to kill Feng Jingyao for himself. This way Ding Li's hands were not stained with blood, and he could also explain to Feng Chengcheng, after all, Feng Jingyao was his father-in-law.

People will change. Can white cloth be dyed in the big dye vat of Shanghai society?

From today on, there is no Xu Wenqiang in Shanghai, and his era has come to an end.