genius evil

Chapter 279 You Can Choose To Die By Yourself
"No, you made a mistake. It's not that you have no choice. You can choose to die by yourself." Almost as soon as Ji Feng's voice fell, there was a sinister voice coming in from the door of the ward.

Accompanied by the sound of speaking, a figure strode in from the outside.

It was a middle-aged man with thinning hair, slightly bald, and a big belly. Perhaps because of anger, his brows and eyes were full of gloomy light.

"Chi Wenluan, what do you mean by that?" Hearing this, Ji Wei was extremely displeased.

What did Ji Feng say that he could choose to die by himself.

That's right, this is indeed a choice, but why did Ji Feng make such a choice?

In other words, how stupid Ji Feng must be, having his head caught in the door and kicked by a donkey, to make such a choice?
His son Chi Wenluan's life is his life, but his Ji Weicheng's son's life is not his life?
"It's not interesting. I just want to remind Ji Feng that he actually has a choice. The so-called no choice is just an excuse--I am now very suspicious that Ji Feng committed murder on purpose, which is an extremely heinous crime." Chi Wen Luan's eyes were gloomy, and his face was extremely gloomy.

"Chi Wenluan, no matter what you say or do these days, you have to be responsible." Ji Weicheng said angrily.

"Ji Weicheng, you said you want me to be responsible, tell me, my son Chi Kaize died, who is responsible?" Chi Wenluan stared at each other tit for tat!

"The police will naturally give you an explanation for this matter." Ji Weicheng said coldly.

Chi Wenluan laughed loudly, "Ji Weicheng, are you joking? Even if the police give me an explanation, so what...that's not what I want, what I want is to send your son to die Woolen cloth."

"Chi Wenluan, you are going too far." Ji Weicheng shouted.

"No, it's not too much, not too much, on the contrary, it's fair. My son died, and your son was buried with my son. Isn't it a matter of course? And, I hope that your son will die, and I'm sure not the only one." Chi Wenluan is alone, I think people from the Song family will be here soon." Chi Wenluan's voice was low and deep, and his voice was distorted.

"Tap...Tap..."

There are footsteps, coming from far and near, slowly.

It was the sound of someone walking in the corridor of the hospital, with their feet on the ground. The walking sound was not loud, but because this floor was blocked by the police after Ji Feng moved in, the whole floor was very quiet. The reason is that the sound was not too loud, but it was quite clear, and it was transmitted into the ward one after another.

The sound of walking footsteps, in Ji Weicheng's ears, was like drumming, making his heart heavier little by little.

He knew that Chi Wenluan had hit the mark, and the people from the Song family had come.

A few seconds later, two figures appeared at the door of the ward. Song Yuan walked in front. After he appeared at the door of the ward, he walked straight in without stopping.

"You are Ji Feng?" Looking at Ji Feng on the hospital bed, Song Yuan frowned and asked.

"It's me." Ji Feng nodded.

"Spiritual head looks good." Song Yuan said meaningfully, waved, and said to the skinny old man who came in behind him: "Do it."

The skinny old man nodded, took a few steps forward, and walked to the head of the bed.

Ji Weicheng's face changed, and he said anxiously: "President Song, Chen Sen killed Song Yang, and it has nothing to do with Ji Feng."

"Don't be nervous, just check Ji Feng's injuries." Song Yuan said lightly.

The skinny old man had lifted the quilt at this time, and a small knife appeared in his hand, somewhat similar to a scalpel, but obviously lighter and sharper than a scalpel.

With a light cut, the thick layer of gauze on Ji Feng's thigh was cut open, and a hideous gunshot wound was exposed.

After just a glance, the skinny old man stepped back and whispered a few words in Song Yuan's ear.

"Ji Feng, do you want to prove your innocence?" After listening, Song Yuan smiled slightly.

"I was innocent in the first place." Ji Feng replied.

"Are you innocent? It doesn't matter what you say, but what I say." Song Yuan took out a pistol, threw it on the hospital bed, and said in an orderly tone: "Take the gun and aim at your left thigh. Fire a shot."

"Why?" Ji Feng raised his head and asked.

He realized that there might have been a flaw, but he didn't expect that the disguise he had carefully fabricated would be so easily discovered... Song Yuan asked him to shoot him in the thigh. It seemed that the skinny old man was shooting him When checking, I found clues.

However, Song Yuan was still not sure, so he was asked to shoot in the left thigh.

You must know that the arc of the bullet is different when being shot by someone and when you shoot yourself. It may be difficult for ordinary people to discover this, but it is obvious that the skinny old man brought by Song Yuan is by no means ordinary.

"Song Yang is dead. On this issue, I also want to ask why, but unfortunately you will not give me a satisfactory answer, so I can only seek this answer by myself. Shoot, you only have one chance. "Song Yuan said without doubt.

"I won't shoot." Ji Feng shook his head.

"A dead duck with a stubborn mouth." Song Yuan was impatient to talk nonsense with Ji Feng, he stepped forward, picked up the pistol on the hospital bed, and shot Ji Feng's left leg.

Ji Feng was in pain and screamed.

The skinny old man had no expression on his face. He stepped forward to examine it carefully, and then said, "I'm sure."

"Take it away." Song Yuan said immediately.

The skinny old man just grabbed Ji Feng with his big hand, like an eagle grabbing a chicken, grabbed Ji Feng from the bed, and walked out without saying a word.

"Mr. Song, if you want to shoot my son, then shoot, if you want to take my son away, then take me away. Do you think I, Ji Weicheng, are dead?" Ji Weicheng said unbearably.

"Ji Weicheng, I, Song Yuan, have always done things fairly and never wronged anyone. I have given Ji Feng a chance to prove his innocence, but the result disappointed me." Song Yuan said indifferently.

"Song Yang wasn't killed by Ji Feng." Ji Weicheng said sharply.

He can admit that Ji Feng killed Chi Kaize. After all, Ji Feng has personally admitted to the police, but it is absolutely impossible for him to admit that Ji Feng killed Song Yang.

What's more, the police have already made a preliminary conclusion that Song Yang's death was at the hands of Chen Sen. If Song Yuan wanted to put this matter on Ji Feng's head, he would never agree to it anyway.

"Actually, it's very easy to confirm this matter, all you need is for Ji Feng to tell me how Song Yang died." Song Yuan said.

"I took Ji Feng away. The question is not whether he killed Song Yang. I want to know why Song Yang died and what kind of stunning character Ji Feng played when Song Yang was killed by Chen Sen." ... Ji Weicheng, Ji Feng is your son, you can be angry or dissatisfied, but no matter whether you are angry or dissatisfied, you must recognize your identity."

"You can only pray that Song Yang's death really has nothing to do with Ji Feng, otherwise, Ji Feng is going to die, you are going to die, Ji's family is in turmoil...you can take my words as a warning, or you can take my words as a warning." It's a threat, but this is reality, you can't resist, you can only bow your head!"

Song Yuan's speech speed was not fast, his voice was low, and the deep anger burst out from every word, which made Ji Weicheng's body stiff and he could no longer speak a word.

Song Yuan is right, this is reality.

The cruelest reality is that in front of the Song family, his Ji family is like a lump of mud, and the Song family can make it round or flat if they want to.

Within the framework of the law, this is not the correct rule of the game, but the so-called correct, for some people, is just a matter of bumping the upper and lower lips.

Song Yuan and the skinny old man soon took Ji Feng away, and Chi Wenluan also left.

But the three parties all know that this matter has only just begun when this scene unfolds, and the next time will be very long, and that is the real game time.

……

Jiang Chen didn't know very well that the clumsy farce initiated by Song Yang would produce so many twists and turns, and it would directly become a game between the Song family, the Chi family and the Ji family.

Perhaps Ji Feng had thought of this, but Ji Feng had no choice, he had to do that.

But Jiang Chen didn't know and never thought to figure it out. In his self-cognition, no matter what happened, there was a price to pay.

The deaths of Song Yang and Chen Sen paid for their stupidity, and so did Chi Kaize. Ji Feng is now paying the price for what he has done.

Moreover, compared to the deaths of Song Yang, Chen Sen and Chi Kaize, Ji Feng is still lucky, at least, he didn't die.

When Jiang Chen returned to Xu's house, it was just in time for dinner. After dinner, Xu Anqi discussed with Jiang Chen about returning to Yilan City.

She has been absent from class for several days, and today Tangyue made a special phone call to Xu Anqi...Jiang Chen doesn't care about absenteeism, because he never attended class seriously, but Xu Anqi cares about it and takes it seriously of.

In the end, the two agreed to go back to Yilan City tomorrow.

When Jiang Chen came to Tiannan City this time, everything that should be done was almost done. It wasn't beautiful, but it was considered complete. The only regret was that he couldn't meet Fairy Tale.

But even if he is a man, he still has a reserved side, okay?Speaking of fairy tales, the girl didn't know that he was here or what was going on, so why didn't she take the initiative to call him?On this issue, it must be said that Jiang Chen was still a little frustrated.

If it weren't for his handsome face and his unshakable confidence for 1 years, Jiang Chen would have started to doubt his life.

"Jiang Shao, why are you going back to Yilan City tomorrow? It's too soon. If you go to drink tonight, you must not get drunk." Chi Kaize came over, reluctantly.

"Speak human." Jiang Chen rolled his eyes.

"Hey, it's human speaking, Young Master Jiang, I have a few friends who want to meet you... I know Young Master Jiang, you are very busy, and not everyone can see you if they want to, but please give me face..." Zhou Ji had an old face, and his flattery was so disgusting that he almost made Jiang Chen spit out the sour water in his stomach...

(End of this chapter)