God even has a crush on me

Chapter 450 Did You Do Something Bad?

Fang Chengjun didn't answer, turned his head to look at the unconscious man lying on the sofa, and said in a deep voice, "Maybe the brat is going to disappoint us."

"What do you mean?" Han Ning'er looked puzzled.

Fang Chengjun shook his head lightly, "I will talk to him when he wakes up. If the situation is the same as what I saw on the news, I will send him to the police station."

"Brother Chengjun..." Han Ning'er realized the seriousness of the matter. Could it be that the news broadcast in the news just now has something to do with the kid?
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Bergamot was in a coma for almost a day and a night before waking up. When he woke up, he was already lying in an unfamiliar clean room. The heater was on and the room was very warm.

Han Ning'er sat quietly on the edge of the bed, gently holding his big hand with her small hand, and was dozing off at the moment.

"Sister..." The bergamot suddenly moved and made an extremely hoarse voice.

"Little devil!" Han Ning'er subconsciously clenched his hand, and said pleasantly, "You're awake, how do you feel now?"

"I'm fine..." Bergamot smiled weakly, struggling to get up.

Han Ning'er asked anxiously, "What do you think of?"

"Go to the toilet." Although the bergamot was seriously injured, he was not afraid of the pain and sat up abruptly.

Han Ning'er quickly supported his hand, "Slow down."

"Sister, I'm fine." Bergamot smiled weakly, walked to the door of the bathroom, shook her hand, and went into the bathroom.

Han Ning'er exhaled softly, turned around and walked to the window, looking at the quaint town with a pleasant scenery, the uneasiness in her heart couldn't be relieved no matter what.

After waiting for a while, there was movement in the bathroom. Han Ning'er hurried over, helped the Buddha's hand back on the bed, asked him to sit down, and covered him with a quilt.

"Little ghost, tell me the truth, have you done something bad?" Han Ning'er asked.

Bergamot avoided her sincere and disappointed eyes, looked away, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sister, I'm sorry."

"You..." Han Ning'er had a glimmer of hope at first, but now she was completely disappointed when she heard him say these three words, and blamed, "Aren't you a genius? Why do you still want to do such a thing?"

In the past five years, it was hard to clean up, and now he is infected with this kind of thing again...

This idiot, does he know what he's doing? ? ?
"Sister, I'm sorry." Bergamot just apologized and didn't say anything else.

Han Ning'er bit her lip angrily, "Do you know that Brother Cheng Jun is going to send you to the police station?"

Bergamot paused, in fact, he had expected this result, and said in a low voice, "Sister, I won't go to the police station."

"Then what are you going to do?" Han Ning'er looked at him funny, "Kill us all and run away?"

"I won't hurt you." The bergamot promised.

Han Ning'er suddenly didn't know what to say. With Cheng Jun's character, maybe he would really send this stinky brat to the police station.

"Sister..." Buddha's hand suddenly hugged her, hugged her gently, leaned against her body weakly, and said weakly, "No matter what choice I make, please believe me, I will not Hurts good people, really, trust me."

Han Ning'er hesitated for a moment, raised one hand, and gently hugged his strong body, not daring to use force for fear of hurting the injury on his back.

"Of course I believe you, but you have to give me a reason to trust you. Why do you want to rob?"

Bergamot is silent.

Han Ning'er couldn't help frowning, gently pushed him away, and looked up into his lifeless black eyes, "Don't keep talking, tell me quickly."

"Sister, I'm sorry." Bergamot still apologized.

Han Ning'er was really at a loss, and said softly, "I'll get you something to eat." After speaking, she turned and left.

Not long after walking on his heels, Fang Chengjun walked in.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Fang Chengjun looked at the haggard man with his head down on the bed, and said in a deep voice, "Did you see Ning'er's expression?"

"Yeah." Bergamot nodded, "Brother, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

"What I need is not to be sorry." Fang Chengjun said coldly, rarely speaking to him in such a cold tone.

Bergamot was silent for a moment, slowly lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "The godfather has a total of twelve favorite students, agent Hong Loli, sharpshooter Datou, hacker Bergamot, weapons expert Shou Na, pharmacist Marco, intelligence agent Lucia ...

Although the godfather is dead, the twelve of us are still alive. Each of us has our own power. My power is in the network, but their network is all in reality. Each of us is interconnected. Everyone has a handle on the other side. "

Speaking of this, Bergamot couldn't help but frowned, the wound became more and more painful after sitting for a long time.

Fang Chengjun didn't speak, waiting for him to finish.

Bergamot continued: "Half a year ago, the knife head gathered eleven of them and said that they would elect a new leader and rebuild the camp. I didn't go to the meeting. Not long ago, Hong Loli approached me and asked me to give them Get $34 billion, if I don't go..."

He didn't finish the sentence.

"You promised them." Fang Chengjun used an affirmative sentence.

Bergamot frowned slightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, I don't want to live that kind of life anymore, you should understand me."

"I understand you, but I don't understand why you agreed to them." Fang Chengjun snapped.

Bergamot paused for a moment, a glint of sternness flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Brother, I am Chinese now, will God in China give a chance to reformed people?"

Fang Chengjun seemed to understand what he meant, and asked back, "What do you want to do?"

"I thought I was already an ordinary person, but they came to me again and again, no matter how I tried to escape, it was useless, so... I wanted to get rid of them."

"You're crazy." Fang Chengjun cursed in a low voice, "You also said that your power is on the Internet, they have weapons and contacts, and you only have a bunch of codes, how can you fight them?"

"Brother..." Bergamot looked up at his handsome face, "I want to cooperate with the police."

Fang Chengjun stared coldly, and after a long silence, he said, "Have you ever thought that you might be imprisoned in the future and lose your freedom for the rest of your life?"

"Use my freedom to exchange your life for peace, I am willing." Bergamot said firmly.

Fang Chengjun was silent. Over the years, he had witnessed Bergamot grow from a rebellious boy to a dignified man. He was willing to believe what this younger brother said, but he didn't want to see him put himself in danger.

"Brother, I never thought of hurting a good person, really." Bergamot said again.

"If you don't do this, how long can you last?" Fang Chengjun asked him.

Bergamot frowned, calculated silently in his heart, and replied: "Maybe it won't last for three months, Fangji Group will definitely be implicated by then, and you will also suffer."

Fang Chengjun didn't know what to say at all, and went around for five years, but the kid was still taken back.

(End of this chapter)