Those who tried to break up the fight were foolish! No one expected this scene to happen!
The housekeeper was also dumbfounded.
Lu Jiaye was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes!
Lu Jiansen was heartbroken! Panic spread across his eyes, and he wanted to struggle but couldn't.
Lu Zhiyuan's expression remained the same as before, but when he saw the gurgling blood, he felt a little dizzy and looked away slightly. He was disgusted by the sticky stuff.
Yu Rong trembled with surprise. Even though she was afraid, she could not hide her inner excitement. No matter why Lu Zhiyuan did it, Lu Jiansen could no longer trust a man who attempted to kill his father: "Jiansen! Lu Zhiyuan, let go of your father!"
Several young people reacted in a panic, and hurriedly took out their mobile phones, which were shaking unsteadily, and called the police, called the police, he was finished!
At the same time, several people in uniforms appeared in the living room at some unknown time, controlling everyone in silence.
"let me go!"
"Who are you!"
Lu Jiaye also realized something was wrong: "Break into private houses!"
Yu Rong was a little happy, but when he saw the sudden appearance of the person, he stopped rushing to Lu Jiansen and grabbed his son's arm in a panic.
Du Ling looked at his son anxiously: "What are you doing? He is still a child. How much do you want to talk to him?"
The timid boy cried out for his mother's help.
Lu Jiaye vaguely felt that something was beyond his and others' control. When did these people appear? Why did they appear here silently? What is the relationship between Lu Zhiyuan and these people!
Lu Zhiyuan didn't seem to notice the commotion around him. He endured the discomfort in his heart and turned back. He pulled out the chopsticks in an instant. Blood sprayed on him instantly. He felt even more annoyed. He threw the chopsticks aside, his face remained the same, just because he was facing these.
People are irritated just to give them face: "Can you talk properly now?"
"Lu Zhiyuan, don't be impulsive, Lu Zhiyuan!" Yu said while holding back the fear in his heart, and he dared to pull out his chopsticks.
Lu Jiansen almost fainted from the pain. He had no strength to breathe, and even more delusions when he spoke.
Lu Zhiyuan picked up a bottle of wine and poured it directly onto his face and hands.
When the wound on his hand came into contact with alcohol, Lu Jiansen immediately screamed! "Ah! Yes, yes..."
Lu Zhiyuan didn't feel pain, it was nothing.
Everyone who saw this scene was stunned. Even the children who shouted for their mother turned pale and fell silent.
Yu Rong was trembling, how could he attack his father.
Lu Jiaye's face was ugly, but he stopped talking. This was beyond his seriousness. For someone who could attack his father, he didn't think he could make him afraid as an elder brother.
It’s just that he is not afraid that his father will deprive him of his inheritance rights. Who are these people? When did he have such social people around him?
Lu Jiansen didn't dare to scream anymore. He slid down from the table limply, holding his hands and shrinking imagelessly into the corner, losing the lofty arrogance he had just now.
Lu Zhiyuan wiped the blood on his hands, dipped it in wine, and wiped it again until there was no sticky anything on his hands. The nausea and dizziness subsided a little: "Take care of your people, her name, your people don't deserve it."
carry."
Lu Jiansen's hands hung limply on the ground, as if he was hiding from a god of plague. He was getting farther and farther away from him. He never expected that a person who usually kept silent would attack him!
Feng Yu walked in from the door, and kindly carried Lu Jiansen, who was almost out of Mr. Lu's sight, back to his original position, then quietly pushed him to the stairs and stood with the old housekeeper.
Lu Jiansen looked at Feng Yu and then at Lu Zhiyuan in horror. Seeing him opening another bottle of wine, pouring it on his hands and wiping them carefully like a work of art, he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. If he didn't do it, he would
He smashed the wine bottle on his head: "I know...I know..."
Lu Zhiyuan threw down the tissue and replaced it with another one. Since I said it, it would be better to explain it clearly at once: "I just came back for dinner in accordance with the agreement with those two people. I don't care about you because these people praise you and let you
Forgot my identity and yours, you are still born stupid, there will be a next time..."
Lu Zhiyuan walked over, raised his foot, and stepped directly on his face, instantly trampling him to the ground while he was sitting.
"ah!"
"ah!"
"I will kill you." After Lu Zhiyuan finished speaking, he took off his blood-stained windbreaker and put it on again. His expression was as usual, his head was slightly hammered, and he was a restrained person. His words were smooth and smooth: "Clean it up."
." Turn around and leave.
Feng Yu followed.
It was not until five minutes after the two left that the people in the room disappeared, followed by several people in cleaning clothes. They silently cleaned all the fingerprints on Mr. Lu in the room, and the cameras were replaced with new ones.
The whole process took less than three minutes. It was as if Mr. Lu had never appeared before. The place was restored to 'clean'.
During the whole process, the people in the living room were as silent as dead. It wasn't until everyone disappeared that Lu Jiansen dared to shout.
Lu Jiaye rushed over instantly: "120! Hospital!"
The cries of women and the shouts of children to their fathers were heard again.
Lu Jiaye took the opportunity to look at the housekeeper who was standing coldly at the stairs. Those people...
The old housekeeper was dumb, he... didn't know anything.
The wind was not strong at night, but it was cold enough. The withered yellow leaves fell silently. A car occasionally passed by on the road in the villa area, and everything became quiet again.
Lu Zhiyuan was walking slowly under the night. He was indeed dizzy, nauseated, and the sticky feeling was lingering and disgusting, especially the dirty blood of others. As time went by, strange and bizarre things appeared in his mind.
Hovering in the middle, nauseating and dizzy!
Feng Yu followed from a distance, not daring to take a step forward.
Lu Zhiyuan helped hold a chair by the roadside to relieve the impatience caused by the bloody smell. If they had been more careful back then, it would have been a relief for everyone!
Unfortunately, things didn't work out as expected.
He is alive, alive at the moment when he doesn't even know if this is his wish!
Lu Zhiyuan took off his coat, and the mobile phone in his pocket lit up and then dimmed, then lit up again.
Lu Zhiyuan walked slowly, not intending to take a look, but the slight shock had already pulled him back from that dark and bloody world.
The phone lights up again and again, then goes out automatically, lights up again, and then goes out again.
Gu CiCi stood outside the library and typed over and over again. He didn't reply to her message for a day. She was a little unsure. He kept typing without answering her.
Lu Zhiyuan walked step by step, familiar vehicles whizzing past him, but he still maintained his pace.
The ancient poems continue to be played.
In the nanny's car a few blocks away, Shen Guangyao breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't kill his father. Is it better to kill his father or not to kill his father? It's just that the hatred is gone. Isn't it not good for Mr. Lu's mental state?