Gu Yin's eloquent story made Feng Cheng relive the scene fourteen years ago.
That nightmare scene was like a ferocious beast, roaring and pounced on itself, on the exquisite and fashionable beauty in front of it. It began to roar and tear apart, tearing away the peaceful atmosphere of the previous second until it was bloody and bloody...
Everything is plunged into darkness in this pull.
But it was not over... In that frightening night... there was a figure slowly walking over...
Her figure gradually became clearer...
Getting closer...
The thick red blood, the rich smell...the sound of bare feet stepping on the bloody floor...
The devil that once frightened him so much that he couldn't sleep!!
"Uncle." Gu Yin called.
This sound directly made Feng Cheng tremble!
My back is already soaked with memories of this short period of time.
He averted his eyes in fear and responded vaguely, "Yeah, yeah."
"As a junior, I have said so much, no doubt thinking that you are right, life has been so comfortable these past few years, I have almost forgotten the smell of blood." After a pause, "But don't worry, Qing Xing
Over there, I have arranged everything carefully. There will be no problems."
"Okay, okay." Feng Cheng breathed chaotically. He hadn't seen blood for a long time... Gu Yin reminded him again.
remind him…
His current behavior... is undoubtedly trying to steal food from the tiger's mouth.
Gu Yin is still talking...
"Uncle, since there is no problem with Qingxing, shouldn't we talk about the things that uncle left behind?"
Picking up the tea cup and adding a glass of water to Feng Cheng, he said considerately, "You are sweating a lot. Is it hot?"
"Yes, a little bit," Feng Cheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes a little wandering.
"Then let's talk about it now, what did uncle leave me?" Gu Yin looked at him, her beautiful cat eyes kept getting closer. Her voice was guiding, "Maybe there is nothing that uncle left me at all.
Things? Did you lie to me about these?"
Feng Cheng's eyes became dull after drinking the cup of tea...
He looked blankly into the air, looking dull.
His lips were slightly opened, and after a long while, he uttered a sound, "No..."
"Nothing? You're not lying to me?" Gu Yin's voice became lower.
"Yes, there is something left for you, hero." Feng Cheng was still looking into the air, speaking word by word, "But I didn't bring that thing."
"Then, where is it placed?"
"In...in Qingxing's warehouse."
Warehouse? Gu Yin frowned. The things in Qingxing's warehouse were large and miscellaneous. It seemed that the old fox had already made a plan. If it hadn't been for today's cup of spiked tea, he would never have been able to find out in his life.
It's a good plan, just hide the thing under my nose!
Gu Zhou snorted and then asked, "Where to put it in the warehouse?"
"In...in..."
"In...in..." These two words stayed for a longer time, which made Gu Yin start to feel irritated!
"Where?"
“…in…a box…a black one”
'bump--'
The wooden door was suddenly knocked open! There was a loud noise.
Feng Cheng, who had fallen into a hollow state, was awakened by the voice, and stood up with a 'snap'.
Looking at Yan Feiqi who suddenly barged in, Feng Cheng frowned and shouted angrily, "What are you doing in here!"
Covering his head with a headache, Gu Yin banged the table!
Almost! Just a little bit! She could ask the specific location of her uncle's things, damn Yan Feiqi! Gu Yin glared at the man standing outside the door.
Yan Feiqi stood upright, with a serious look like a Korean artist, and said, "I didn't disturb you, did I?"