No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Young Master Song is very good at driving. If it weren't for two missing wings, Mr. Shao's Maybach could fly into the sky.

Within half an hour, the car had stopped at the entrance of the scrap station.

Before the car stopped, Fu Yanci had already opened the door and got out of the car. Song Wensheng was afraid that Fu Yanci would suffer a loss, so she hurriedly followed.

Mr. Shao first asked the children to "wait for him in the car" and then quickly followed him.

The scrap yard is not big. After walking around, I saw a dozen young people in punk uniforms gathered in a circle. Fu Zhengting's perverted laughter came from inside: "You said, what if Fu Yanci... How would he feel when he saw you being torn into pieces..."

Before he finished speaking, Shao Rongqian had already taken action. He and Song Wensheng were fighting with more than a dozen men in black, one on the left and the other on the right.

Fu Yanci hurried over and saw Fu Zhengting's eyes widening in surprise, staring at his legs in disbelief.

"You, you, you..." Fu Zheng stammered for a long time. Before he could finish his words, Fu Yanci had already punched him in the face.

Fu Yanci used all his strength, but Fu Zhengting swayed slightly, and then laughed wildly: "I thought you would be able to stand up, but it turns out that you still can't tie a chicken with one hand. sick cat!"

As he spoke, Fu Zhengting directly swung his fist and hit Fu Yanci hard on the cheek, knocking him to the ground.

Fu Yanci's mouth was bleeding and he struggled to get up from the ground. However, Fu Zheng stepped on his back and stepped on Fu Yanci's feet. .

"You are a sick man and you still want to take charge of the Fu family. Since you are here today, don't even think about leaving. After I deal with you, I will go back to deal with that old immortal!" Fu Zhengting said as he spoke. He stepped on Fu Yanci's back harshly, and the heels of his leather shoes kept hitting his back.

"Wishful thinking... delusion." Fu Yanci struggled hard to get up, but his body didn't obey him at all, and he couldn't get away no matter what. Looking not far away, Zhao Zhixi was tied to a rotten wooden stake. , head drooped, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"Ha! I didn't realize it. It turns out that our good eldest brother, the crown prince of the Fu family, is actually an infatuated person. He died for such a trivial girl. It's really a joke for people to hear." Fu Zhengting smiled wildly, He thought that with so many bodyguards, he would be able to deal with these people. After all, they are all pampered young masters, how could they beat the bodyguards.

However, he still didn't know Mr. Shao well enough. Since he dared to come here without bringing anyone, he must be fully confident in dealing with these people.

Fu Zhengting was so immersed in the joy of victory that he didn't realize that all his men had been knocked down, unconscious and wailing, and no one could stand.

"Fu Yanci, since you are so affectionate, then I will help you and go to the Palace of Hell with this little girl...ah!"

Before Fu Zheng could finish what he said, he suddenly screamed and flew five meters away. He hit a rubbish pile to prevent him from flying further.

Mr. Shao leaned over and pulled Fu Yanci up with only one hand. Unable to speak, Fu Yanci staggered towards Zhao Zhixi.

"Girl?"

The original white down jacket on Zhao Zhixi's body was gone, leaving only a goose-yellow sweater, which was stained red by blood. There were several knife wounds on his body, all of which were cut on the flesh, avoiding the vital parts, which was obviously a method of torture.

I don't know how much blood was shed. Zhao Zhixi's face was pale and he was unconscious.Fu Yanci couldn't control his fingers, and the hemp rope as thick as his thumb could not be untied no matter how hard he tried. Shao Rongqian came over and picked up the knife next to him. When he picked up the knife and dropped it, the hemp rope was broken into several pieces, and he followed It fell to the ground.

Fu Yanci caught Zhao Zhixi and held her in his arms. He was not in good health, but fortunately he still had some strength in his arms, and Zhao Zhixi was not fat, so he could barely hold her and walk towards the car.

Miss Qiao Er opened the car door early in the morning and waited beside the car. Fu Yanci carried Zhao Zhixi into the back seat. There were wounds all over his body, and some of the blood had solidified. It was shocking to see.

"What to do with these people?" When Fu Yanci was about to follow him into the car, Mr. Shao held his shoulders.

Fu Yanci paused for just a second. Without any further hesitation, he turned around and took the knife from Mr. Shao's hand, and strode towards Fu Zhengting.

Fu Zhengting broke his ribs, as well as the bones in his arms and calves. He lay on the ground wailing. When he saw Fu Yanci coming over with a knife, he immediately panicked.

"Brother, don't be impulsive. If you have something to say, say it properly. I know I was wrong. I will..."

Before he finished begging for mercy, Fu Yanci had already raised the knife and dropped it. The 30-centimeter knife accurately pierced Fu Zhengting's heart. He stopped struggling at that time and died with a twist of his neck.

"It's up to you," Fu Yanci said, stood up and walked towards the car again, walking very fast.

Song Wensheng was still driving, and Fu Yanci was holding Zhao Zhixi in the back seat. The originally lively and cute little girl was now covered with wounds, and he didn't even dare to hold her hard.

The car sped all the way to the nearest hospital. When they passed by, Ji Ling was already waiting at the entrance of the hospital, as well as the key doctors of the hospital. The dean personally greeted him. After the car stopped, Zhao Zhixi was put on the gurney and sent in. operating room.

This is a private hospital, and Ji Ling has taken security measures in advance. It is extremely private. No one will know about Zhao Zhixi's injury.

At the door of the operating room, Ji Ling was holding a brown paper bag containing a suit and respectfully nodded to Fu Yanci: "Mr. Fu, the clothes are ready."

Fu Yanci calmed his breathing, took the bag, and walked quickly towards the bathroom not far away.

In a short time, Fu Yanci changed his clothes and came out. The light gray suit took advantage of his elegant temperament. Ji Ling pushed the wheelchair over and nodded slightly: "Mr. Fu."

He was asking Fu Yanci what he meant and whether he wanted to continue to paralyze those in the Fu family.

Fu Yanci's eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He was silent for a few seconds, and finally sat in the wheelchair. At least, he could not move much while the little girl was in the hospital.

The current situation of the Fu family is complicated, and the industry is not completely in the hands of Fu Yanci. There are some branch industries that are controlled by the second and third sons. He needs to slowly take back these industries, although he has already done so before. The preparation was made, but now that Fu Zheng is dead, the second brother is expected to be in trouble for a while, and he still needs time to deal with it.

At this moment, Fu Yanci has returned to the calm, composed, and elegant gentleman. Even people around him like Ji Ling can't see how worried he is about the people in the operating room at this moment. (End of chapter)