Duckweed

Wu Yunzhang was not at all prepared for Sandor's rebellion. Maybe his father told him to beware of someone before his death, but he seemed to think from the bottom of his heart that if Sandor would be the last person in the world to stay by his side.

However, what he faced was such a scene that reversed his worldview. Sandor sang against all his proposals, making his decisions impossible to implement. right.

"Are you acting as the agent of the second child, asking me to split the family for him?" Wu Yunzhang's already cold face was even colder at the moment.

Sandor said with a smile: "The young master's words are very hurtful. How to divide between you brothers has been arranged in the old man's will. It is a family matter, and it is not easy for us outsiders to interfere. However, things in the club are like a company. We have to discuss with each other. What's more, the same surname is Wu, and the second young master is also a talent, so the group below us can't stand him if he is idle."

Wu Yunzhang said coldly: "Well, what kind of position do you think it would be a pity to arrange for him? Do you want to give him my position?"

Sandor said with a smile: "If the young master retreats bravely, it is of course good to let Xian take the initiative. Anyway, it is a matter between the two of you, and the fat and water will not fall into the fields of outsiders."

Wu Yunzhang was furious, slapped the table and said: "The second child knows a P! It's not that you are dictating behind him! I might as well just give up the seat to you!"

Wu Yuntang was no longer silent at this time, and took over the conversation: "Brother, although I am young and have little experience, I am still my father's son, and I would like to ask you to share the responsibility for the club."

Wu Yunzhang saw his younger brother and his closest comrade-in-arms team up to force the palace, and his hands shook with anger. He felt more and more that these two men were ambitious and hideous, and it was absolutely impossible for them to hand over the country left by their father to be slaughtered.

He gritted his teeth and said to Wu Yuntang: "You want to fight with me, why? You came out to fight without even finishing the book, what do you know?! He is just using you as a puppet!"

Wu Yuntang curled her lips and said, "Brother, you look down on people too much. I just do what I want to do, not someone's puppet. Why should I say that my mother is my father's original wife..."

Pa——his presumptuous words were severely interrupted by his brother's slap, "Shut up! What is that woman! What are you!!" Wu Yunzhang lived a life of ups and downs with his mother since he could remember, and also shared It revealed the mother's deep-seated disgust for her rival in love.In his impression, that woman has always been a vicious woman who bullies others and steals love.

He may not realize that his mother looks the same to Wu Yuntang.

Wu Yuntang covered the corner of her mouth that was being beaten, like a child who was severely scolded by an adult, trembling with fright, unable to speak, only the eyes were faintly shining with the stubborn light of a young beast.

Sandor pulled him behind to protect him, frowned and said to Wu Yuntang: "Master, it's too much for you to bully a child like this."

Wu Yunzhang sneered, "What kind of child is he, at most a wolf cub, and you, you two are really a good match, you are both unfamiliar wolves!" The more he talked, the more angry he was, he raised his hand and slapped Sandor again.

Wu Yuntang couldn't help rushing up to pay back, but was still stopped by Sandor.

At this time, all the people present were already noisy, and they automatically divided into two factions, arguing with each other non-stop.Mr. Wu's prestige is still there, and Wu Yunzhang still has a few loyal supporters around him; Sandor, on the other hand, has planned for a long time, uniting several big bosses who have long been dissatisfied with him, and jointly launched an attack.

The situation of internal strife is inevitable, but the people present are all the dignitaries in this place. The era of doing it yourself like gangsters is too far away. Now they just slap each other on the table and point their noses and make loud noises. Killing has to wait until this behind the door.

Sandor was directly slapped by the old master, instead of being angry, he smiled, and still said with a playful smile: "Young master, you are kind to me, and you should teach me no matter what..."

Wu Yunzhang didn't wait for him to finish speaking, raised his hand and slapped him again, but Sandor stopped him by pinching his wrist, and took advantage of the situation to pull him closer, and said in a low voice: "Young master, just admit that you are not suitable for this position. It's not too ugly, it's better to get out of your body, and I will support you when the time comes." However, the smile on his face ended there.

A gun was pressed against his forehead, and Wu Yunzhang pushed him away forcefully, like separating a mad dog with a pole, and stared at Sandor with disgust and fear, "Keep your dirty hands away from me!"

Everyone stopped moving and looked at the gun. Wu Yunzhang also realized that his next action was of great significance. His gun had only been aimed at the target from a distance in the shooting range, and he had never hit anyone. He could only use this Pointing at the other party with a stiff posture, but there is no next step.

Anger was replaced by nervousness and bewilderment, his hands were shaking slightly, and his mind was trying to think - what would happen if it was Dad?Should he kill the criminal traitor with a single shot, or let him go generously?If it was Dad...he would never let things develop to this point.

Wu Yunzhang sadly found that he was not a father, so he couldn't be ruthless and make an example.

Sandor's smile gradually floated on the corner of his mouth again, but this time he was careful not to be too complacent, but slowly grabbed the gun with his hand, and said in a deep voice: "The young master is making a big joke. I dare not Xiao Xiao is most afraid of this." He kept his face and avoided the muzzle of the gun.

Wu Yunzhang's trembling was transmitted to him through the gun, and Sandor even patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, trying to calm him down.However, a gunshot followed, shocking everyone.

Fragments of the overhead chandelier fell here and there, and there was a bullet hole in the ceiling.

Wu Yunzhang slapped the gun on the table, glanced gloomyly at everyone present, and said harshly, "The next shot won't land on the wall! Whoever wants to rebel, come!"

It's also lonely, some of it is due to his hostility, and some of it is scheming to keep a low profile, there is no need to conflict with him in this public place, just wait for it to be settled in the future.

Only Wu Yuntang, whom no one paid attention to, looked at his brother with hatred.

Wu Yuntang has never been beaten since she was a child. Although she was not favored in the two years when she returned to Wu's house, she has never suffered physical pain. The sudden slap just stunned him.Until a bit of bloody smell touched the tip of his tongue and then spread to the whole mouth, the most primitive hatred and disgust that had been suppressed in his subconscious awakened—he was clearly aware of how much he hated this half-brother at this moment.

If it is said that before he was only dissatisfied with his brother's behavior of robbing him of his survival resources and his indifference all the time, and that he was somewhat juvenile and mischievous when he was against him, then from this moment on, what dominated him was rooted in him. The hatred of the family blood stemmed from his lonely childhood.

This so-called elder brother took away his father's love, insulted his deceased mother, and slapped him in public. Wu Yuntang made up her mind to make him look good one day.

If the bullet can't hit him, he won't let himself be hurt by this so-called relative again!

A deep gully tore the ground under their feet, and this slap lifted the last mask of warmth between brothers.

That was a long time ago.

When Wu Yuntang was reading a book, she was unconsciously lost in thought, thinking of this passage from the past.

Putting down the book I had been reading just now, took off my glasses, pinched the bridge of my nose, and looked outside at the maple branches that filled the window, the leaves were blooming little by little, and the solar terms became warmer.

Now he introspects his heart and can rationally analyze why he is so jealous of his only relative in the world at that time, and puts his brother in the position of a lifelong enemy, and is determined to work with Sandor to bring his brother down.

Looking back on his life, Wu Yuntang can clearly see his own tragedy—he never seems to have been fulfilled in any kind of emotion, whether it is from the love of his parents or from his brother or lover.

When he was young, he did many cruel and vicious things, and he got a vicious name. Most of the driving behind him was to find ways to fill his emotional hunger and control the direction of his own destiny. However, after walking so far, he is still Alone, it is impossible to encounter salvation in the foreseeable limited future.

King Oedipus was born with an evil fate. All he did was to get rid of the cursed life. However, the only thing he could do in the end was to kill his father, marry his mother, blind his own eyes, and die wandering in the wilderness. .

Wu Yuntang still hates the family to this day, so he never thought of starting his own family. He felt that it must be the beginning of another ethical tragedy, and it would be better to kill the cursed fate here.In this world, there will no longer be people surnamed Wu who suffer the crime and pain of betraying and killing their loved ones.

But, is that really the case...

Sang Dianyi knocked on the door and came in, "Godfather, how are you today?"

Wu Yuntang turned her head, glanced at the young man who claimed to be her child, with a peaceful face, compassionate and ruthless, and said with eyebrows raised, "I'm fine."

Sang Dianyi said: "Actually, I have something to report to my godfather."

Wu Yuntang said: "I have already entrusted you to take care of many things in the club. You can handle almost everything by yourself."

Sang Dianyi said: "Godfather is the one who decides the big things." Walking over, he glanced at the book on the bedside cabinet—"Oedipus the King" without any trace, "Someone came to see you, and asked to see you. "

Wu Yuntang was not very interested, "Oh, who is it? ——If it doesn't matter, you can block it for me."

Sang Dianyi said: "The man was brought by Ding Muyao, he is his friend, his name is Gu Wei."

Ding Muyao was a partner in arms reselling, Wu Yuntang naturally knew about it, but that Gu Wei didn't hear it. "Did he say what it might be?"

Sang Dianyi said: "It's about a duck named Shi Jinnian in July Liuhuo. He probably came here to ask his godfather to let him go."

Wu Yuntang completely lost interest and patience, put on her glasses and picked up the book, and said: "Since this is the case, there is no need to meet. You go and deal with Ding Muyao, and say that I am unwell and can't meet the guests. Redeem me." There is no need to mention the matter, when he pays enough debts, he will be free."

Sang Dianyi didn't leave for a while, and stayed quietly for a while.

Wu Yuntang looked up at him, "Is there anything else?"

Sang Dianyi smiled and said, "It's okay, but I rarely see you reading."

Wu Yuntang lowered her head and looked at the pages of the book, "You can go out now."