After agreeing to love with the white moonlight cat

Chapter 42

Fu Wenbin held a mobile phone and stared at a screenshot on it.

It was a circle of friends posted by a little girl, the content was a sentence and a picture.

[Who said that rainy days are all bad things? [Umbrella] [Umbrella] [Umbrella]]

The accompanying picture is the back view of two men.

Fu Wenbin stared at the backs of the two holding hands, and suddenly sneered. He looked at the information on the table again, and it was written in black and white: Shi Yu and Lang Ye Shen had no relationship.

No shit! !

Fu Wenbin scratched the information on the table all over the floor, and among the scattered white papers, he had a gloomy face and dialed Fu Su's phone number.

After waiting for a long time, just when Fu Wenbin was about to hang up impatiently, Fu Su answered the phone. The voice over there was noisy, and a woman's groan could be vaguely heard. When Fu Su answered the phone, he panted and asked: "Dad, what are you doing! I'm giving you a grandson!"

Standing in the chairman's office of Fu Group, Fu Wenbin looked down at the industrial park under his feet, and suddenly felt infinite sadness in his heart.

So what if he has a tall building?The building is built on a swamp, the foundation is wrong, and it will fall down one day.

But there was only time to regret such a moment, Fu Wenbin wiped his face, and said coldly: "You idiot, get off the girls first, find a room where there is no one, I want you to do a few things."

Fu Su was still grinning, "Dad, how can you just stop? Are you afraid of wilting your son?"

"Idiot!!" Fu Wenbin scolded: "The police are going to attack our family! I'm ignoring your ancestors! How the hell did I give birth to such a beast like you!!"

……

Lang Yeshen's phone buzzed and vibrated, and the caller showed Fu Su.

Shi Yu glanced at Lang Yechen who was still sleeping, and went outside with his cell phone to connect.

The person opposite was breathing heavily. After a while, Fu Su asked in a hoarse voice: "You are not in the room. The woman said that you have never slept with her. Long Yechen, where are you now?"

Fu Su is not a person who can hide his thoughts, the gnashing of teeth in his tone should not be too obvious, this question is almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

Shi Yu glanced at the antique shop behind him, and said calmly, "He's not feeling well. I took him to the hospital."

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and Fu Su laughed at himself, and when he had had enough, he said, "Which hospital? I'll send someone to visit. My brother is sick, so I need to give my condolences."

Of course Shi Yu would not say that he realized that Fu Su should know something, and Fu Wenbin's order to him should be to find them and control them.

"Don't hide too." Fu Su said tentatively: "My father asked me to tell you that the little girl who gave to Lang Yechen is Zhong Chen's younger sister, oh...you don't necessarily know Zhong Chen, You can ask Lang Yechen, I think he will come back, if he comes back half an hour late, I will chop off a finger of this little girl, you can hide as much as you want, anyway, she has many parts on her body."

Fu Su hung up the phone.

At this moment, martial law should be enforced both inside and outside Shadao. Shi Yu even heard pickup trucks rumbling past on the main street not far away. From time to time, there were scattered gunshots coming from a distance under the night. For any news, everyone hurried to the house, and the beggars who begged along the street retreated into the shack as much as possible.

He turned and went back to the antique shop, closing the door behind him.

Standing behind the counter, She Yubai asked, "What's wrong?"

"Fu Su is looking for us, is your basement safe?" Shi Yu looked at Lang Yechen who was still sleeping.

She Yubai patted his thin chest and assured, "It's safe! You can just hide inside! There's also a bathroom inside, and I'll bring you meals!"

Shi Yu didn't move, he pondered for a moment and asked again: "Zhong Chen, do you know this person?"

"Zhong Chen..." She Yubai thought for a while, then slapped his hands and said, "I know, one year an old pervert fell in love with Brother Shen, but Fu Wenbin couldn't bear it. The grandson of Wen Bin sent another boy from the wolf tribe, and that person is called Zhong Chen."

"The wolf boy..." Shi Yu repeated in a low voice.

He remembered.

Why did he feel familiar when he saw that girl, because he had seen a face very similar to her in the photo on the title page of Lang Yeshen's book, a wolf boy's face.

Lang Yechen said that it was his former "colleague".

Shi Yu knew that if Lang Ye was awake, he would definitely choose to go back and find a way to deal with Fu Su, trying to delay the time as much as possible.

He could choose not to tell Lang Yechen about this, they hid in the basement, and left the rest to the police.

Now, the choice is his.

Shi Yu walked into the secret room, leaned over and kissed Lang Ye Chen on the lips.

She Yubai was about to close the door, watched Shi Yu come out, and asked confusedly, "What are you doing?"

Shi Yu: "I'll go back and find Fu Su, you help me take care of him, thank you."

……

When Lang Yechen woke up, it was already the night of the second day. She Yubai was about to give him some glucose. Seeing that he woke up, he immediately leaned over and asked, "How do you feel? Mr. Mouse?"

"Hiss... lying down for too long... back pain..." Lang Yechen looked around, "Where is my partner?"

"Your partner..." She Yubai laughed dryly, scratching his head and looking around, "Your partner..."

The loose smile on the corners of Lang Ye's Shen lips subsided little by little, he struggled to sit up, pushed back the forehead hair hanging between his eyebrows, looked at She Yubai with a cold expression, and asked again: "Where's Shi Yu? "

"Oh..." She Yubai stomped her feet twice, went out and brought back a few leaflets, and threw them to Lang Yechen, "Here, take care of yourself."

This thing was printed and distributed by Tianque City itself, but Tianque City obviously does not have a cultural propaganda department like a newspaper, so the typesetting is simple and rude.

But there is no need for typesetting. There are three leaflets in total, all of which are a few lines of words with a picture.

The accompanying picture is Shi Yu, wearing only black loose sports shorts.

Lang Yechen was very familiar with the position he was standing in. It was the underground black boxing arena in Tianque City, and he was standing on the ring.

At that moment, Lang Yechen's limbs felt cold, and his soul seemed to be sucked out of his body. He was obviously trembling and screaming in fear, but he was just suspended in the air in vain, looking down at the most numb leaflets.

In the first match, Shi Yu won.

His hair was drenched in sweat, and his brows and eyes were half covered with wetness. He no longer had the gentle and handsome appearance of the past. There were several bruises on his shoulders, waist and abdomen, and the corners of his lips were also torn. He looked very embarrassed.

In the second round, Shi Yu won.

I don't know if his opponent used a weapon. There was a bloody wound on his right shoulder, and also on the brow bone. The incision was only a little bit short of his beautiful ice blue eyes.

In the third match, Shi Yu won.

Bandages were wrapped around the shoulders, but the wound was clearly open, blood was dripping from the bandages, sand was all over the body, hair and bandages, and there was a new wound on the left arm.

Lang Ye stared intently at these pictures, and he seemed to be able to hear those excited and malicious cheers in his ears. Gradually, these voices turned into sharp tinnitus. He swayed and almost fell off the bed.

She Yubai supported him worriedly, and called softly, "Brother Shen..."

"I'm fine...I'm fine..." Lang Yechen waved his hands, supported the bed for a while, and asked hoarsely, "Why did he go back?"

"I don't know." She Yubai added, "But Fu Su called you, and before Professor Shi left, he asked about Zhong Chen."

"Zhong Chen?" Lang Yechen supported his heavy head and tried to think calmly. What does this matter have to do with Zhong Chen?

Although he didn't have a clue, since Shi Yu went back, it meant that he must have thought about it. Lang Ye coughed deeply, and when he got out of bed, his feet went limp, and he almost fell down.

"Brother Shen, why are you going?" She Yubai said, "Before Shi Yu left, he said he wouldn't let me tell you, and even asked me to inject you with a tranquilizer, but I think..."

"You're right." Lang Yechen patted his head, stood up with his arms, he moved around the room twice, his limbs were finally not stiff, he picked up the windbreaker and put it on, he told She Yubai , "Go to Lao He in a while and bring back the No. [-] potion I ordered. Didn't you say that samples are needed to study No. [-] potion? We have samples this time."

He said: "Xiaobai, be careful, see you in the world outside."

……

Fu Su was sitting in the auditorium, but the clothes on his body were no longer flashy as before. He was still wearing pajamas, but his expression was sober and gloomy. There was no audience today, and he was the only one in the stands.

Those distinguished guests who were described as crazy and screaming every day were notified and tried their best to leave this sand island. Without those people, Fu Su realized that the stand was actually terribly empty.

His father told him not to get angry, take Shi Yu and leave quickly, use this young talent as a hostage, and sneak away as soon as possible, the farther the better, let the private soldiers raised by them in Tianque City drag the police, and Tiao Zi To buy him time, the father and son reunited abroad.

Not long after the phone call, his father couldn't be reached.

His father used a satellite phone. Neither father nor son would answer the phone at this time. There was only one reason why they couldn't get through. His father should be under control.

Fu Su should have listened to his father and led Shi Yu away as quickly as possible, but it was the last time in his life that he was disobedient, and no one came to scold him.

There were cigarette butts piled under his feet, and he looked at Shi Yu who was preparing for the fourth match.

"I'm afraid that he won't look at his phone, and leaflets are flying all over the sky." Fu Su smiled viciously, "Professor Shi, it seems that you and my brother don't have a good relationship."

Shi Yu remained unmoved, and silently adjusted the bandages on his hands.

Fu Su gritted his teeth, and he said maliciously: "You really don't want No. [-]? If you don't play the last No. [-], you can't win. Even if the side effects of this medicine are a bit serious, at least for now You don't have to die, if you die this time, you won't be able to wait for Lang Ye to sink."

Shi Yu finally looked at him.

"Number Five is addictive." His voice was low and hoarse, "You father and son use this to control boxers."

"Hmm." Fu Su nodded, "You can guess this? You are indeed a professor."

"I don't know how to use it." Shi Yu said, "It's enough for me to be addicted to one thing. Of course, you can also force me to inject it."

It was obvious that he was in a weak position, and that he was standing in the middle of the field like a trapped beast, but there was still no wave of calm in those ice blue eyes. He looked at Fu Su as if he was looking at a clown.

Anger instantly overwhelmed his rationality, and Fu Su dropped the last dose of No. [-] potion on the ground with a "snap".

With a ferocious face, he pointed at Shi Yu and hissed out.

"Then you just wait to die!"

……

He didn't stay to watch this "match" without spectators, because there was no suspense in the result. Shi Yu's opponent was a tiger clan whose genes had collapsed and entered the final stage. To be precise, it was no longer a person, but a wild beast .

He also wanted to see Shi Yu being torn into pieces, but time could no longer be delayed, and what made him more angry than Shi Yu's never being surprised was that Lang Yechen didn't come.

Why didn't you come?

He kicked open the bedroom door, walked quickly to the bed, lifted the naked woman who had been shot in the back of the head off the bed, opened the bed board with force with his arm, and entered the password on the combination lock exposed below.

Under the bed, there are all kinds of firearms and controlled knives strictly controlled by the police.

Fu Su showed a distorted smile, and when he reached out to touch a large-caliber pistol, the back of his head was pressed against the cold barrel.

A cold voice came from behind him.

"I was invited to watch the match, but Master Fu doesn't plan to accompany me?"

Fu Su slowly raised his hand.

"I remember you practiced the gun to protect me." He squeezed a sneer through his teeth, "Brother, when did you start to betray me and my dad, if it's because of the little widow outside who is about to be torn apart... ..."

The barrel of the gun slammed forward, and the safety click sounded.

"We have never been brothers." Lang Yechen paused every word, "Also, he is not a widow. Eight years ago, his boyfriend's name was Lang Yechen. Eight years later, he still has the same name. Remember."

The author has something to say:

The witch Fu Su stole the princess Shen Chen, raised her under house arrest, and made magic potion from Princess Shen Shen's hair.

One day, a little prince came out of the tower. The little prince suffered a lot when he came here. His clothes were torn, his crown was crooked, and he was dirty. Only the sword in his hand was still bright, as bright as his eyes. , Jianfeng always pointing forward!

The kitten prince said: I will kill the witch and save you!

Princess Shen Chen: Good!It's a cat!

Then turn around and knock down the witch with a brick.

Kitten Prince: ...

Princess Shenchen jumped out of the tower, jumped directly into the arms of the little prince, and said happily: "Let's go!"Let's go home!

The kitten prince considers himself very lucky.

After all, not every princess is as brave as his princess!