Xiao He looked at the extremely furious Yan Fenghuo very naturally. He didn't move his body at all, and even moved his wrists very easily. He had long known that Yan Fenghuo would be furious when he said such words.
There will be victims in the advancement of any thing. This is a natural law. Some people benefit and some people sacrifice. It is obvious.
"The sacrifice has been sacrificed, even though it was not what I wanted." Xiao He put away his smile and showed a serious expression: "Hexiang's sacrifice was just an accident. I had informed her in advance and told her what to do, but she didn't
obey!"
"Pull your fucking balls!" Yan Fenghuo growled, his eyes turning red.
Hexiang is a victim, a poor victim of Xiao He's plan. But Hexiang is his wife. Although many things have happened, it cannot change the fact that she is his wife!
Hexiang is my person, he is my wife, and he is my person!!!
The old man in the distance noticed Yan Fenghuo's extremely furious mood, and his cloudy eyes were immediately replaced by bright light, and he walked towards here.
But as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Xiao He.
"Yan Fenghuo, you can call me a dog, you can call me a pig, you can call me all the dirty words, but you can't call your grandma!" Xiao He stared at Yan Fenghuo.
"What did you say?!" Yan Fenghuo narrowed his eyes.
"I made it very clear, my mother is your grandmother, and I -" Xiao He paused, and sighed with complicated eyes: "I am your uncle, and you are my nephew."
"Hahahaha..." Yan Fenghuo laughed suddenly, leaning forward and backward with laughter, pointing at Xiao He and said: "Xiao He, Xiao He, you are really interesting, you really treat me as your nephew, hahahaha..."
Yan Fenghuo didn't believe it, not at all. Even if Zhao Hongqi asked him what he said before, he wouldn't believe it.
Because this is simply unbelievable, Xiao He cannot be his uncle, and his biological mother cannot have such a brother. Is this a Korean drama? Hahaha, of course not, the scenes of Korean dramas will never appear in real life.
"This is a fact." Xiao He stood up and stared at Yan Fenghuo and said, "If it weren't for Hexiang being your wife, I would not have warned her at the last moment. If you are serious, you can find out that there is no water in what I said.
Also, from beginning to end, why did I keep helping you? Have you ever thought about this question? "
"You are using me!" Yan Feng roared angrily, and suddenly stretched out his right hand to pinch Xiao He's neck.
"Click..."
The moment he pinched it, Xiao He's neck immediately made a sound of bones exploding, and his face instantly turned red due to suffocation. Yan Fenghuo's right hand, which he had accumulated, was an iron clamp, which stuck him tightly, leaving him unable to do anything but
Make unnecessary struggles.
"Die!" Yan Fenghuo raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a cruel chuckle.
He will not give Xiao He any chance to speak again. This time, Xiao He must die, completely!
Xiao He was lifted up by the neck and his feet were off the ground. He kicked his legs and grabbed Yan Fenghuo's steel-like arm with his right hand. While rolling his eyes upward, he waved his right hand fiercely to signal the old man who was rushing towards him to stay away and not get closer.
.
This was a fatal situation. It was impossible for the old man to watch Xiao He die, but under Xiao He's crazy stop, he stopped abruptly and stared at Yan Fenghuo's back.
Xiao He's action was also noticed by Yan Fenghuo. He knew that he could crush the opponent's neck with just a little more strength, but Xiao He's action made him hold back his anger and threw him hard.
On the chair.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
Xiao He leaned over and coughed violently. Tears and mucus flowed out uncontrollably along with the cough. The expression of the old man twenty meters away finally relaxed a little, and his rough right hand fell from his waist.
"Finished." Yan Fenghuo stared at Xiao He coldly and sat on the chair.
If he had always been bewitched by Xiao He's words in the past, this time he really wanted to hear what else Xiao He could say. He believed that if he had killed Xiao He at that moment, no one would have had time to rescue him.
When he was about to kill him, Xiao He tried his best to stop the old man behind him from coming.
Is this courage? No, definitely not courage.
"Huh... Huh..." Xiao He sat heavily on the chair, gasping for breath, wiping the tears and snot from his face, and said with a bitter smile: "You almost killed your uncle, haha. Fortunately, you didn't kill me.
, otherwise you will become very troublesome."
Yan Fenghuo didn't speak, just stared at him coldly.
"Haha," Xiao He smiled, rubbed his neck, looked at the sky, thought for a moment and said: "When I became an agent and left the country, your mother had not yet married your father. Well, your mother also
She was my sister. I left as a missing person, when I was only ten years old."
"When you were a child in Singapore, you couldn't afford apples." Yan Fenghuo made a sarcastic voice.
"Yes, I am." Xiao He nodded and said, "That's right, I lived in Singapore with my mother, your grandmother. At that time, we lived at the lowest level. My sister, your mother,
I lost my mother and brother overnight, do you know why?"
Yan Fenghuo smiled disdainfully. He was listening, listening to Xiao He weave a beautiful story.
"You can listen to it as a story, that's right, because you don't know anything." Xiao He smiled habitually and continued: "Your grandfather, my and your mother's father, was beaten in that era.
He became a rightist, an extreme rightist, and suffered all kinds of insults every day. Needless to say, our life was just getting through life every day. Until one day, a turning point appeared. His former subordinate, on the grounds of using his son to replace his father,
Let my mother and I go abroad to engage in espionage work.
Haha, anything could happen in those days. It was for this reason that my mother and I got out of trouble. Although life in Singapore was very difficult, at least we were still alive. My identity as an agent started when I was ten years old, and I
My father's subordinate even made a special document about me, waiting for the day when he could bring me and my mother back to China. In those ridiculous times, this was the best way. Until now, I have always been grateful to that uncle.
All."
Xiao He's eyes were full of memories of the past. Unfortunately, in Yan Fenghuo's eyes, this was just a story with twists and turns. He didn't believe Xiao He. Once he believed it, he would be played by Xiao He again.
However, Xiao He didn't care whether Yan Fenghuo believed it or not, and continued talking on his own.