Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

Chapter 257 258
In a place like the capital, there are no wilderness.

Every inch of land and gold can't wait to dig up even hell to develop real estate. How can it be possible for wilderness to exist.

At this time, John is on the top floor of the suburban factory area.

This building is probably going to be a factory of a certain company. The building is completed and it is still in the greening stage.

Never went into production.

Sihan was helped on the chair to watch the group of kidnappers who were planning with their heads down, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Moreover, the kidnapper leader didn't seem to be a smart person at first glance, and he almost had a weak point written all over his body.

It made Sihan suspect for a while that this person was not the mastermind.

Otherwise, how could such a silly person have the ability to turn Jiang Yi around?
"Are you sure someone sent money?" The kidnapper walked up to Sihan and kicked him.

Sihan gasped in pain, and did not forget to answer the other party: "I'm sure."

"Lie to me, you know the consequences," the man warned.

Sihan nodded again and again, and said good things with a doggy face.

"Brother, let me ask, why did you kidnap me?"

"You follow us, if you don't kidnap who are you kidnapping?"

"I'm following you?" Sihan pretended to be frightened and said.

"When did I follow you?"

"you------."

Bang——the beer bottle exploded at Sihan's feet, and he looked back, only to find a man with a scarred face sitting in the corner.

The man was full of hostility, with a pair of dark, evil and wild eyes, exuding blood all over his body.

He often heard those old people say that if a person's sin is too deep, he cannot hide it.

And this person, obviously.

Sihan is afraid of Fu Xiting because of his humble feeling from his bones.

But the man in front of him had a kind of panic about facing the god of death.

Just by looking at him, he could tell that the hands of the man in front of him must be stained with the blood of many people.

The scars on the man's face stretched from the eyebrows to the mouth, probably due to the wound, and the eyeball on the right side was white.

The eyes of the two met, the man just squinted his eyes, and Sihan felt a faint cold sweat all over his body.

He slowly retracted his eyes, and the person who spoke to him just whispered: "Are you afraid? He sneaked back from a war|chaotic area, and he meant to tie you up."

"People who climbed out of the pile of dead people inevitably have some ghosts on their bodies."

Si Hanguang listened to the man's words, but didn't dare to look back.

I vaguely felt that the people behind were no longer as simple as being vicious.

There is a feeling that I have provoked a ruthless character.

"Why tie me? Just because I followed you?"

The man pulled a dog's tail grass out of nowhere and held it to his lips: "It is said that he is looking for someone."

"Who?"

"Brother, someone is here," said Sihan, but no one got an answer.

The lookout on the stairs hurried up to report.

"how many people?"

"I didn't see clearly, it was just a car."

The man with the scar face got up from the stairs, passed Sihan and went to the top floor.

For a moment, Sihan only heard a cold snort.

Said a word beyond one's own ability.

Jiang Yi opened the door to get out of the car, slammed the door shut, and looked at the tall building in front of him.

There was no sense of panic at all.

"Are you sure Sihan is here?"

Si Bai looked at the tall building in front of him, with a suspicious look on his face.

"determine."

"How can you be sure?" Si Bai continued to ask.

"What you want is in my hands, what do you think I can make sure?" Jiang Yi squinted at Si Bai, and strode towards the factory building.

Just two steps away, Mengyao gasped behind her.

A person was suspended in mid-air on the five-storey factory building.

With a cloth strip stuffed in his mouth, he was dangling in mid-air.

Seeing this, Jiang ran upstairs, while Mengyao and Si Bai stayed downstairs.

As soon as he went up, he saw a man holding a knife on the edge of the balcony.

When Jiang saw someone, he was taken aback.

It's him!

Staring at him seemed to penetrate the soul of a person at a glance, and when the latter saw her, the doubts in his eyes were like a stone thrown from the calm water, gradually causing ripples.

The layers are blurred.

"We know each other?" Qian Xingzhi's eyes fell on Jiang Yi, sizing him up.

And Jiang Yi, looking at the person in front of him, fell into memory for a moment.

07,
A war broke out in the western region of the world. Jiang Fu, as an international negotiator, rescued the captives and negotiated with the other party for nearly hundreds of hours.

In the end, all the people were brought back.

Before boarding the plane, the wife of a peacekeeping officer was no longer among the ranks, but because the plane had to depart within the specified time, there was no delay, so the man returned to the war-torn area alone to rescue his wife.

Before leaving, she scolded him for not taking everyone's safety into consideration.

Accusing him of not taking other people's work results into his heart, she would find it difficult to explain to the people above if any accident happened to anyone in the middle, and this person wrote her a letter of apology without hesitation.

There is such a sentence in the petition, which she still remembers vividly.

【As far as the country is concerned, there is no shortage of soldiers. As far as the Yu family is concerned, my wife has only me as the only husband. This is the reason why I must go down】

【She traveled thousands of miles just because she loves me, and I can't abandon her】

It is said——both of them died in the war.

But at this moment, Jiang Yi knew that this rumor was not accurate.

When she heard the news at that time, she had mixed feelings.

They even searched the information of the two on the Internet.

Childhood sweethearts, husband and wife love deeply, both died in the war.

Just these dozens of words can make people think of millions of words of tragic novels.

Goodbye, she actually felt lucky.

Fortunately - still alive.

"It should be," Jiang Yi nodded slowly, looking at the person in front of him.

Inexplicably, he felt that this person would not seek money and murder.

Qian Xingzhi's gaze was locked on Jiang Yi, and the knife at his fingertips was tightly grasped.

Jiang Yi stared at her, and read out the content of the letter of guilt without missing a single word.

In an instant, the atmosphere on the rooftop changed suddenly.

Jiang Yi and Qian Xingzhi looked at each other, and they both saw the struggle in their eyes.

"who are you?"

After a long time, Qian Xingzhi asked such a sentence almost tremblingly.

Jiang Yi glanced at the Yingying Gougou beside him.

Qian Xingzhi glanced at a few people, and the little guys were a little tangled for a while, but because the boss was too fierce, he turned around and walked away a little bit.

"You guessed it, didn't you?" Jiang Yi responded to him.

The straight back carried a bit of aloofness, and the incomparable sense of aloofness made Qian Xingzhi flash a certain figure in his mind.

On the plane, the woman grabbed his arm with her plain fingertips, and growled at him sharply: "My mission this time is to bring back 76 people from country Z. If you go down, it will be considered that my mission has not been completed."

"Your wife is important, but isn't it important that nearly a hundred lives were lost on the plane? Do you know how much we paid to save you?"

"Do I know that we stayed up for four days and four nights just to bring you back?"

The man's eyes were focused, he stared at Jiang Yi for a long time, and then said softly: "You are——Jiang Fu."

Jiang Yi hooked the corners of her lips.

Qian Xingzhi said again: "They all say you are dead."

Jiang Yi pulled her lips lightly: "They also said you were dead."

"why?"

"Because God wants me to live," Jiang Yi made an ambiguous decision.

"What's the matter with the wound on your face? The higher-ups have destroyed all your information, and there is no such person as you in the account. How did you come back? Smuggling?"

Qian Xingzhi tightened his grip on the handle of the knife: "It has nothing to do with you."

"You detain my person and tell me that it has nothing to do with me?" Jiang Yi raised his chin and looked in Sihan's direction.

The entanglement on Qian Xingzhi's face flashed past.

Probably because he didn't want to be an enemy of Jiang Yi, and maybe because he knew what kind of person Jiang Fu was.

He will always remember that before getting off the plane, Jiang Fu handed him a gun.

This is kindness.

have to pay.

Sitting on the edge of the roof, Qian Xingzhi stood up slowly with his hands on the ground, looked at Jiang Yi, and said in a cold voice, "You can take him away."

Jiang Yi raised her eyebrows slightly.

He frowned and stared at Qian Xingzhi.

The hand hanging by her side tightened slightly, she originally wanted to catch the murderer behind the scenes and negotiate terms with the murderer behind the scenes, but seeing Qian Xingzhi was really an accident within an accident.

Let her have a moment, not knowing how to proceed to the next step.

Watching Qian Xingzhi turn around slightly, Jiang Yi raised his tone slightly: "Your wife——is she okay?"

Qian Xingzhi's back stiffened.

The man in front of me was full of vigor two years ago, he was dressed in a jun suit, his back was tall and straight, his figure was as tall as a poplar tree in the desert, but now, his thin figure is hidden in the baggy clothes, and the black coat on his body has long since disappeared. It was dilapidated, like a wild ghost that had finally crawled back from the brink of death.

He loves his wife very much.

But love this thing has never been a rival for life and death.

The man's voice choked slightly: "Dead."

Jiang Yi was shocked, seeing Qian Xingzhi alive, she thought there would be an accident: "I'm sorry."

The hand next to Qian Xingzhi slowly loosened: "It has nothing to do with you."

"If you need it, you can come to me, if you trust me," Jiang Yi walked over, took out a only business card from his pocket, and handed it to the man from his side.

The man looked down at the business card beside him.

He and Jiang Fu only met once, but this long meeting was enough for them to understand what kind of person each other is.

It is said that when a dead person stood in front of him, Qian Xingzhi couldn't help being suspicious: "Why did you die?"

Why would you die?
There are thousands of answers in Jiang Yi's mind, but among the thousands of answers—only one is beneficial to him.

If Qian Xingzhi is a black accounted person who came back by smuggling, it proves that he is a person who cannot exist in the open.

That being the case, why didn't she pull them into her camp?

"In 09, I went to Dongguo to negotiate Internet intellectual property rights for Zhiben Group. Because I touched the interests of some people, I was killed by Lin Qinghe, Zhao Zhen, Lin Han and others in partnership."

Qian Xingzhi was stunned, and looked back at Jiang Yi slowly, as if he was sizing her up.

"But you are alive now."

"Have you ever heard of resurrecting a dead body? As for why I live with this face, I still haven't found the answer."

Qian Xingzhi, uh, lived.

Resurrecting the dead, he thought of her wife.

If there is such a thing in the world, he hopes that she can too.

"Qian Xingzhi," Jiang Jianren called him softly without saying a word for a long time.

"Lin Qinghe."

Jiang Yi's heart tightened. If Qian Xingzhi didn't report his name, it would prove that this matter was impossible. If he did, it would prove that there was still a turning point.

Inexplicably, Jiang Yi felt a little excited.

Getting Qian Xingzhi undoubtedly has a right-hand man.

"Thank you."

..........
Jiang Yi knew that this matter had something to do with Lin Qinghe.

When Sihan was pulled up, his back was already wet with sweat.

His face was pale as if he had seen a ghost.

"Why did he let me go?"

"You didn't pay?"

"why?"

"The scar on that man's face is terrifying, it looks like he has tens of thousands of lives on his hands."

"Properly King Yama."

In the car, Jiang Yi was still driving.

In the back seat, Sihan's chirping voice continued.

She was ready to go, and she came down without even a trace of dust, which is not in line with science.

"What are you talking about?" Sihan rubbed his wrists while sitting in the co-pilot Wang Jiangyi.

Jiang Yi looked as usual, and said like a child fooling around: "I told him, you are still a child, let him let you go first, and come to me if something happens."

"Really?" Sihan's eyes sparkled with gold.

Jiang Yi nodded seriously: "Really."

Sihan was so moved in his heart, he stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Yi's arm, and almost cried out to show his loyalty, and began to cry in front of Si Bai: "You are better than my own brother."

Si Bo: ...

These days, some people dare to fool you, and some people dare to believe it.

Jiang Yi parked the car at the company and watched Si Han get into Si Bai's car and leave.

Before he had time to get off the car, he received a call from Fu Xiting.

On the other side, the man's voice was warm: "Is the matter resolved?"

Jiang Yi sat in the car, adjusted his position, and hummed a little tiredly.

Who is Fu Xiting?

Usually at home, he could guess what this person was thinking even if Jiang Yi frowned slightly.

Let alone today.

The weariness in the man's voice could hardly be concealed.

Some memories from the past flooded into my mind and I couldn't grasp them.

"tired?"

Jiang Yi closed her eyes slightly, and sighed softly: "A little bit."

"Where is it?" Although Fu Xiting's tone was flat, his movements were not.

He reached out to pick up the coat on the back of the chair, and strode out with his mobile phone.

Guan Qing just came in with the documents, and saw Fu Xiting ready to leave.

He followed closely, calling silently.

Fu Xiting stretched out his hand towards him and stopped his steps.

Before entering the elevator.

Guan Qing heard the sound of baby.

With a soft voice, he, a big man, had goosebumps rising layer upon layer.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Yi just got out of the car and was about to enter the company when a horn sounded behind her interrupted her movements.

The black Bentley was parked on the side of the road, and as the window slowly rolled down, the man's face happened to be exposed.

Jiang Yi was a little stunned holding the phone, Fu Xiting's voice came along the receiver: "Come here, baby."

Jiang Yi didn't move his toes, and walked towards Fu Xiting. The person holding the mobile phone had a smile that he hadn't noticed before, and his tone was soft: "Aren't you going to work?"

Fu Xiting locked her eyes tightly.

"I'm in my current position so that I can skip work whenever I want."

"Furthermore, the wife is the most important thing."

When Jiang Yi walked to the car, Fang Chi came over and opened the door. As soon as he entered, Fu Xiting's thin lips came up.

Kissing her tenderly.

It's hard to breathe.

(End of this chapter)