In a wing room somewhere in the abandoned mansion, Yang Zhen and Xiang Ying sat opposite each other, with only an obscure oil lamp lit in front of them, and the latter was telling about what happened to him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, it was said that after Xiang Ying left the Shuntianfu prison and decided to break away from Song Xueqiao, he rushed back to his residence and decided to leave the capital first with his wife and children. After settling them down, return to meet Yang Zhen. But he didn't expect that Zhou Zhi's side had been on guard against him all along, and had sent people to scatter eyeliner around his house early.

As soon as he saw his family leave Beijing in a hurry, someone secretly followed him, and others reported the matter to Dongchang. At this time, Song Xueqiao also knew that he had not killed Yang Zhen, and immediately issued an order to kill. So many of Song Xueqiao's Dongchang subordinates followed the marks left by the stalkers and chased them all the way, and finally caught up with Xiang Ying and the three of them on the night after they left Beijing.

On one side was Xiang Ying and two women and children who were powerless to fight back, and on the other side were dozens of killers who were ordered to intercept and kill, Yang Zhen didn't have to think about it to know what the result would be.

And when it came to this encounter, tears welled up in Xiang Ying's eyes again, a strong man like him, even if the blood in his whole body was drained, he usually didn't leave tears, but this time, he shed tears twice. Who said that men don't flick when they have tears, but just because they haven't reached the injury!

But even so, Xiang Ying's account of the matter did not stop for a moment: "...... I was already unable to deal with dozens of Dongchang experts on my own, and they were always looking for gaps to attack my wife and children, which made me distracted and exhausted. So I didn't have to fight much, and I was cut by them......" At this point, his expression froze, and his face, which was already a little pale, became more and more pale.

At this time, a gust of autumn wind blew in from outside the courtyard, blowing an old locust tree in front of the house, like crying, as if it was feeling sad and sad for what happened to Xiang Ying. And with this chilling sound, Xiang Ying continued: "The injuries on my body prevented me from moving as quickly as before, so they saw the opportunity and attacked my wife and children again, and finally I couldn't help them, so I could only watch them die in front of me......"

"Brother Xiang......" Yang Zhen called out, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

Then I was so distraught that I was hurt by them again. At that time, I was in despair, and the only thing I thought about was that I couldn't just die, I wanted to live to avenge them, so I fought my way out of the encirclement......" Xiang Ying said this, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "Actually, if Song Xueqiao wants to take my life, I won't blame him at all." Since I had done those things, I had expected that one day I would be killed. But my wife and son are innocent, why did they kill them too...... If this revenge is not avenged, I swear to the eagle that I will not be a man! ”

Xiang Ying did not elaborate on one point, that is, when he escaped from the pursuit, he was seriously injured, plus his wife and children were dead, so he had no worries, and he knew that Dongchang would inevitably intercept and kill him everywhere outside the capital, so he simply went the opposite way, sneaked back to Beijing, and stayed at this foothold unknown to others to heal.

It was precisely because of the injuries he suffered that he did not basically resume his actions until these two days, so Yang Zhen arrived a month late to meet him again. Therefore, there is a certain number in this darkness.

The only thing Yang Zhen could do at this time was to comfort him a little, and at the same time said without self-reproach: "Mourn to my brother's day...... If you really want to talk about it, I am also very guilty of such a change. If I hadn't tried to persuade you to leave Song Xueqiao, your family probably wouldn't have ......."

Xiang Ying didn't think much of this statement: "You just accelerated the occurrence of this incident, judging from the before and after of this incident, he Song Xueqiao has long been calculating and wary of me." Otherwise, if I had taken my family away so quickly, he would not have found us so quickly and sent someone to intercept us. ”

Yang Zhen was silent, but he admired Xiang Ying. It is really rare for a person to be able to calmly make a judgment in the face of such a big change. After a while, he asked, "Then what are Brother Xiang's plans next?" ”

"Originally, I just wanted to make enough money and take them to live an ordinary life. But now...... I am already alone and have no worries, the only thing I have to do is to kill Song Xueqiao and others to avenge my wife and children! Originally, I planned to recover from my wounds, and I would assassinate him at night in the next few days! As a killer who has always made a living from assassination, Xiang Ying's decision was the most natural.

But Yang Zhen persuaded him: "Brother Xiang, I think it's very inappropriate for you to do this. If he has done this to you, and knows that you have escaped with your life, how can he not take strict precautions? If you use the method of assassination at this time, I am afraid that not only will you not be able to kill him to take revenge, but you will even risk your own life. ”

"Besides, what else can I do to get revenge?" Xiang Ying smiled helplessly. He didn't know that the chances of doing so were slim, but the bitter hatred in his heart pushed him to that step.

"In fact, revenge is not only this direct assassination, there are many other ways." Yang Zhen hurriedly persuaded: "Didn't you promise to do things with me before?" Although I am a month late, it is always a kind of fate for you and me to meet again, and it is God who allows you to join forces with me. I promise, as long as you and I join hands to do things together, one day, I will let you take revenge for killing your relatives with your own hands. Moreover, against someone like Song Xueqiao, stabbing him to death will only cheapen him, and we should use more cruel methods to deal with him. ”

Yang Zhen's previous words may have a certain impact on Xiang Ying, but they are far less than the latter sentence. The hatred for Song Xueqiao in his heart is so deep that it is indeed not something that can be relieved by killing the other party with one sword. It would be best if revenge could be carried out by more brutal means. And he also knew that with his own ability, there was no other way but to assassinate desperately, and borrowing Yang Zhen's power might be the best way.

"Are you really willing to avenge me?" Xiang Ying asked after silence.

"Actually, I want to get rid of Song Xueqiao not only for you, but also for myself. Don't you forget, he had the intention of harming me before, how can I let him go? Yang Zhen's answer was very crisp and neat.

"That'...... All right! As long as you are willing to help me get rid of Song Xueqiao, I will sell Xiang Ying's life to you! ”

"No, your life is still your own, let's just join forces!" Yang Zhen said, stretching out his right hand to the other party. Seeing him talking like this, Xiang Ying trusted him even more, and also stretched out his right hand and shook Yang Zhen tightly.

Finally, after some imprisonment, Yang Zhen got the first real helper after coming to the capital!

After casually leaning on Xiang Ying for a night, it was just dawn, and Yang Zhen said goodbye and returned to his residence. Leaving Zhang Jingyun at home alone, he was always a little uneasy, after all, he promised her grandfather to take care of her, so naturally he couldn't just give her a place to live.

On the way back, Yang Zhen also intentionally bought some steamed bread and soy milk as breakfast and sent it to Zhang Jingyun. After coming to the courtyard, after looking down at his appearance, Yang Zhen shook his head and smiled bitterly, what has become of him, boyfriend or nanny?

But there are still some things to do, such as calling someone to clean up the west wing over there, he can't avoid staying every night, right? Thinking of these things, Yang Zhen casually pushed open the courtyard door, but the scene in the courtyard was stunned for a moment.

This small courtyard was originally a little disorganized, stacked with all kinds of useless sundries left by the previous tenant, and Yang Zhen didn't have the heart to tidy it up a little. In addition, he didn't come back for two months, and when he came yesterday, the yard was full of dust nets, and Yang Zhen planned to ask someone to clean it up today.

Unexpectedly, the small courtyard had become orderly now, some really useless things were neatly piled up in the corners, and some old tables and chairs were placed on the wall, and there was even a teapot and three tea bowls on the table.

And what surprised Yang Zhen even more was the people in the courtyard. Zhang Jingyun, dressed in a floral cloth dress, was squatting on the edge of the well that Yang Zhen thought had been abandoned and unusable, humming a cheerful little song and washing clothes while washing clothes—these clothes were all changed by Yang Zhen two months ago and did not have time to clean up. A young man living alone is naturally sloppy.

Looking at everything in front of him, Yang Zhen was not only surprised, but also felt a little blushing. Originally, he promised Zhang Laodao to take care of Zhang Jingyun, but now it seems that the situation is about to collapse, and it is clear that Zhang Jingyun is taking care of his daily life.

After being stunned for a long time, Yang Zhen coughed a little embarrassed: "That...... Jingyun, you don't have to do these things......"

When Zhang Jingyun heard Yang Zhen's voice, he stopped what he was doing and the song in his mouth, stood up with a smile and said, "Yang Erlang, are you back?" Didn't I look at the chaos in the room, and I couldn't help it...... You can't blame me, do you? ”

"Of course not, I just feel that it's a bit of a ......shame to let you do this," Yang Zhen said, and handed the food in his hand to the other party: "You haven't used breakfast, let's eat first." ”

"Thank you Erlang, you can put it first, and then eat after I finish washing my clothes." Zhang Jingyun said and squatted back again, while continuing to wash clothes, and said: "Actually, I always do this kind of thing for my grandfather, otherwise how do you think we have spent all these years?" ”

Only then did Yang Zhen know that what she said before about taking care of her grandfather was not empty words, but now that she asked such a girl to do things for herself, he was always a little reluctant. But if she was prevented from doing this at this moment, it seemed that it would be easier to hurt Zhang Jingyun's heart, which made Yang Zhen very entangled.

"By the way, in the future, you don't have to deliberately buy these foods, you just need to buy some vegetables and grains, and I can cook for myself." The food I cook is not bad, and my grandfather loves it. Zhang Jingyun said suddenly.

Listening to her say this, looking at her appearance of washing clothes, Yang Zhen unconsciously had an illusion: Zhang Jingyun seemed to be the little daughter-in-law he had just married......

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