Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 840 The person from 20 years ago
The gentleman who was supposed to be devastated was exceptionally energetic. It was just a trip to the imperial capital. I have never seen him so happy before.

This is--

Suddenly, as Zhou Weiming turned his head sideways, Liu Xi happened to see the inconspicuous marks on his neck and collar.

that trace...

His eyes darkened, Liu Xi seemed to understand what was coming, he sat there with his lips pursed lightly, without saying a word, until his mobile phone rang, and then he connected, and then handed the phone to Zhou Weiming.

"Sir, call."

Zhou Weiming took the phone, raised his hand and tugged at his tie. His well-maintained face looked good. After last night, he seemed to have returned to his youth. The change in mood made him seem younger too. too much.

After he fed, he didn't speak again, and he didn't know what was said there. The corners of his mouth that were already curved were raised more and more, and his eyes were full of strange light.

"I'll wait for your good news." Finally, Zhou Weiming hung up the phone after saying this.

Throwing the phone to Liu Xi, Zhou Weiming asked, "How is the situation here?"

Liu Xi's already frowned eyebrows tightened even more, "There are more and more betrayals, and the higher authorities have already started to pay attention to our side."

Everything is expected.

Huo Yichen has done so much, it's not a waste of time.

"It's okay..." Zhou Weiming smiled softly, and there was a coldness in that smile.

"They're almost overwhelmed."

Liu Xi was a little at a loss, sir, what do you mean, find a way to save it?
While Huo Weiming and Zhou Weiming reached an agreement, Huo Weiqin was suddenly stopped by a black car on the way to the hospital.

The car was forced to stop on the side of the road, Huo Weiqin frowned and looked at the bodyguard who got out of the car, his hand was already on the phone.

But before he dialed it out, a piercing but familiar voice suddenly sounded.

The hand holding the mobile phone exerted force instantly, and the tympanic membrane throbbed, and even the head also hurt into an unbearable pain.

Huo Weiqin held his head with the hand holding the phone, his vision became blurred, as if he had returned to that night 20 years ago.

That night that completely changed the Huo family.

"Things are ready, if you want to avenge your wife, tonight is the best chance"

chance, chance...

It was this voice, and it was this voice that urged him to put the "evidence" in the younger brother's room.

It's him!

Enduring the pain, Huo Weiqin raised his eyes, the bodyguard had already walked to the side of the car, and forcefully opened his car door.

"Mr. Huo, my husband is here to invite you."

It is better to say it is forcibly detained than to say yes.

The bodyguard next to the driver's seat unfastened his seat belt and dragged him out.

He was young and strong, but Huo Weiqin was not a vegetarian either. As soon as he got out of the car and kicked sideways, the latter instinctively dodged, and at the same time he had to let go of the hand that was holding him.

Huo Weiqin had just been freed, and the bodyguards on the other side saw his companion being attacked, so they quickly came to support him.Those who were kicked before also responded quickly and counterattacked.

Two against one, not to mention the disparity in physical strength caused by the age gap, even these two are all kinds of masters, absolute practitioners, and far more than half of the bodyguards.

When Huo Weiqin was young, he often trained with Huo Weiming, and only then did he have his current skills, but he was no match for these two people.

By the way, no less than a hundred tricks, after all, the opponent found the hole and captured it in one fell swoop.

"To Mr. Huo, be gentle."

Although the two bodyguards caught him in the end, they still had scars on their bodies, and their eyes were so dark that ink could drip from them.

If it wasn't for the harsh voice coming again, I'm afraid Huo Weiqin would never have had a better time.

The two grabbed the person on the extended Lincoln, opened the door and pushed in directly.

Huo Weiqin hit the seat directly, supporting his body with his hands in time to prevent his head from hitting the car door.

The car door was slammed shut at the same time as he came up, and then the car started slowly and left here.

The light in the car was dim, and the pain in his head hadn't completely disappeared. In addition to the fight just now, although he suffered a lot from the opponent, he was not much better.

The corner of the mouth was bruised, and it hurt so much that even a slight pull made people gasp.

Entering the car, Huo Weiqin was no longer in a hurry to find out who the other party was.

He curled up his hands on the seat vigorously, and adjusted his seemingly calm breathing in his heart several times. After controlling his emotions, he sat upright and looked up at the person who had been observing him all the time.

The four eyes are facing each other, and the flames are shining.

Seeing Huo Weiqin's angry eyes, Fang Zhicheng clicked his tongue twice, "This is my new bodyguard, it doesn't matter how serious it is, don't take offense if you take Huo Dong lightly."

Huo Weiqin wiped the corner of his mouth, and the emotion in his eyes had quickly disappeared as he moved. He stared at him with deep eyes, "Back then, it was you who called me and asked me to frame my brother?"

Fang Zhicheng smiled "hehe", and looked at him with one hand on the back of the chair, "Mr. Huo, this memory is pretty good."

This is admitted!
Huo Weiqin's whole body tensed up, like an enraged lion, about to strike.

Fang Zhicheng watched, but smiled unhurriedly and said, "If I were Mr. Huo, I wouldn't be so impulsive."

In an instant, a strange atmosphere condensed in the carriage.

Huo Weiqin clenched his hands into fists and tried his best to restrain himself so as not to make a move on the man in front of him.

Looking at him forbearance, Fang Zhicheng seemed very satisfied, the corners of his mouth became more and more brilliant, he leaned over, poured two glasses of wine, put one of them in front of him, and then took his own.

If he didn't drink, he just held the cup in his hand and gently shook the cup, watching the bright red liquid swirl, and even his sight seemed to be dyed with the color of desire.

"I helped you get rid of your enemy back then, shouldn't you thank me? Why do you look like you want to eat me?"

Accompanied by his words, there was an increasingly low air pressure emanating from Huo Weiqin's body. The air in the small space seemed to be pulled away little by little, and the thin air made people feel suffocated for a while.

"Huo Weijun was not qualified to be the Emperor forever, but he did not hesitate to kill your wife because of his wife. Aren't you always jealous and wanting to take revenge? I am satisfied with you, but why does this seem like a visit to ask a teacher?"

"Or did you say that in the past 20 years, your conscience suddenly realized that you were wrong? Or did you feel that it didn't matter after your wife died for 20 years, and you paid more attention to brotherhood instead?"

Every word in Fang Zhicheng is like the blade of a knife, a piece of flesh and blood.

Huo Weiqin sat there, looking down at the glass of red wine, his deep ink-stained eyes made it impossible to see his deep emotions at this moment.

The whole body was filled with a dark breath, and gradually that breath slowly merged into the air, and then I couldn't feel it anymore.

Fang Zhicheng has been observing his emotional changes, and seeing that he seems to have calmed down, he said again: "But it doesn't matter if the wife dies, but I don't know if it doesn't matter if the son dies?"

(End of this chapter)