There is no doubt that Zhang Ning has never killed anyone before, and he has never thought of doing such a thing. Now he has the urge to carry out it. His emotions have indeed been overstimulated, and his embarrassment and self-worth have collapsed.
He fell into chaos and could not control his thoughts and actions.
Perhaps he is the same type of person as Zhang Ning before, with too high a self-positioning. Even if he is not as arrogant and arrogant as Zhang Ning before, and is mediocre and peaceful in dealing with things, it cannot stop the pride deep in his heart. And now both of them are him
The people he looked down upon made him lose all his confidence. Xie Juncong was regarded by him as short-sighted, and Peng Tianheng was just a weakling. It happened that these two people created the bloody and brutal scene in front of him... and Zhang Ning thought that this was the case.
Much of this could have been avoided.
As soon as the bearded man was escorted down, Zhao Erniang suddenly shrank back and said in fear: "Don't come over, don't come over." Wen Jun behind him hurriedly grabbed her.
Zhang Ning was extremely angry. He picked up the long sword on the ground and ran over. He stabbed Peng Tianheng in the chest with the sword. Peng Tianheng screamed, but unexpectedly the sword edge did not go in and was blocked by the bones in his chest.
Zhang Ning was furious, his eyes were red, he raised the sword and changed its position, and stabbed Peng Tianheng on the left chest... But the flat blade of the sword was thrust vertically, and it was blocked by the ribs.
It cannot be inserted, it is stuck between the ribs and cannot cut the bones.
But Peng Tianheng's chest was wet with blood, and his face was so painful that he was deformed. The two men behind him buckled his arms with all their strength and managed to hold him down. He suddenly knelt down and said: "Spare my life, sir!"
Spare your life!"
This surprised Zhang Ning. Peng Tianheng's appearance and figure were that of a tough guy, so he didn't expect him to beg for mercy.
But begging for mercy failed to sway Zhang Ning. He still wanted to kill this guy, so he raised his sword and slashed at Peng Tianheng's neck without caring about anything. "Mother!" Peng Tianheng screamed like a pig being killed, and his neck
His head was bleeding profusely... But in Zhang Ning's imagination, he struck his head with a sword and fell to the ground. Unexpectedly, it hit the head but did not fall off. He could still scream. I don't know what happened, but it seemed that he was blocked by his collarbone.
Peng Tianheng suddenly fell to the ground, hugged Zhang Ning's feet and begged: "Grandpa, spare the turtle grandson. I will do anything!"
The other two people who were arrested with him looked at each other in disbelief, and Zhang Ning's people also showed contempt.
Zhang Ning's feet were hugged, and he wanted to kick him away. Unexpectedly, the guy was hit by three swords and still hit him with all his strength. He was stunned and couldn't move his feet. Zhang Ning didn't even have any sympathy when he begged.
He was so angry that he stabbed Peng Tianheng in the back with his sword.
The ground was so miserable that blood splattered everywhere, and screams rose and fell, as if they were not killing one person but massacring a lot of people. Peng Tianheng had dozens of swords in his body, lying in a pool of blood, and kept making two sounds from time to time.
A faint hum.
Zhang Ning's mind went blank, sweat broke out on his forehead, and the hands holding the sword were numb and covered with blood. He was in a daze for a while, not knowing where he was or what he was doing.
"Sir, this thief is dead." A man probed Peng Tianheng's nose for a while and reported.
I finally killed someone. It was my first time to kill someone in two lives. If you ask yourself what it felt like to kill someone for the first time, you just didn’t know what you were doing and you couldn’t even recall it.
Because Peng Tianheng was a rebellious party, he didn't have to take his own life and didn't have to worry about being judged, so there was less worry and fear. In any case, Zhang Ning didn't know what he was doing.
Even how he got back was vague. He remembered that he took a car and walked. For a while, he couldn't think about the cause and effect. He didn't know why he did these things and what the consequences would be after he did it. And things like anger, hatred, etc.
The excitement has long since dissipated.
When Zhang Ning gradually returned to normal thinking, he found himself sitting in the yard, and then he felt extremely cold, as if it was winter. When he looked up, the sky was gray and bright, and he didn't know whether it was early in the morning or late at night. The yard
The moist mist inside made him realize that it might be morning. When he lowered his head, he saw that his hands were very clean and the blood on them was gone. Could it be a dream?
"Master, would you like some hot porridge?" a voice said.
"Well, okay." Zhang Ning stood together, his legs were a little numb. Seeing Xu Wenjun looking at him, he asked, "How is Zhao Erniang?"
Wen Jun said: "I have cleaned the wound and applied medicine. There is no danger to my life. It's just..." She paused and then said, "I'm not in good spirits. It's best to rest for some time without being disturbed."
It is indeed not a dream, there is still a big difference between dreams and reality.
After drinking the hot meat porridge, the fresh meat cooked in the porridge had a faint fishy smell. Zhang Ning suddenly felt nauseated after eating half a bowl. He put down his spoon and stopped eating. He asked again: "Has Zhao Erniang eaten it?"
Lao Xu behaved very silently, and Wenjun took over the conversation and replied: "I finally fell asleep. I'll go check on her later and bring her food when she wakes up."
When Zhao Erniang woke up, Wenjun brought porridge to the side room, and Zhang Ning followed him in.
"Sir, help me kill Peng Tianheng, thank you..." Zhao Erniang said hoarsely when she saw Zhang Ning, and her tears rolled down.
Zhang Ning felt uncomfortable, so she took the bowl from Wenjun's hand and stirred it with a spoon. After thinking about it, she tasted the hot and cold first, then scooped it up and fed her: "Eat something first. Don't thank me.
I didn't do it well."
Zhao Erniang was stunned when she saw this. She opened her mouth and ate a spoonful without saying anything. A long stream of tears rolled down her face. Zhang Ning hurriedly wiped her with his sleeve. She choked and said, "I heard someone say something vaguely. Sir, I
Boss Xie wanted me to be the bait because he wanted me to avoid the limelight. You have nothing to do with me."
"I can do better, but I can't do it because I am incompetent..." Zhang Ning gritted his teeth and said seriously. His frustration did not collapse his inner pride. If he couldn't even admit it to himself, he would have to find excuses.
, he felt that he was not that cowardly.
After hearing this, Zhao Erniang started to cry, and stretched out her arms under the quilt as a gesture to ask Zhang Ning to hug her. Zhang Ning quickly put down the bowl and spoon, gently hugged her shoulders, and patted her gently on the back. This
Women have been treated inhumanely. In Zhang Ning's mind, hugging represents care and sympathy, and it is just a natural behavior. But the Ming Dynasty and he had different habits and concepts, and Xu Wenjun on the side looked a little unacceptable.
, men and women with an average relationship are very defensive in terms of etiquette, no wonder it is like this. For example, in some countries, kissing face to face when meeting, is considered normal behavior by others, but when you go to the East and try to kiss, will it be a bit unacceptable?
?
But Zhang Ning's expressions and movements didn't have the slightest sense of lewdness or evil, because he thought it was normal. Wenjun was stunned there and felt at a loss... She suddenly felt that this boss was difficult for people to see through. Sometimes
He is so gentle, but not at all effeminate; sometimes he is very close to people, but does not feel frivolous. In short, it is strange, I have never seen such a person... Zhao Erniang's experience is indeed pitiful, but as an official, what he did
Why treat a subordinate so well?
"I've become a useless person...how can I survive..." Zhao Erniang couldn't help but talk. She couldn't say it to others, but she could say it to Zhang Ningneng, who was not very familiar with her, because she could tell it based on her intuition and experience.
Get comfort from him and you will feel better. A lot of human psychology is instinctive, just like the "self-protection" and "pleasure principle" proposed by a psychologist.
"Don't think too much, just take care of yourself." Zhang Ning said softly, "It's not that difficult to survive. All creatures in the world are very strong."
Zhao Erniang suddenly felt no pressure on Zhang Ning, so she said boldly: "It doesn't hurt to stand and talk. Of course you said that."
Zhang Ning let her go slightly. Zhao Erniang's body tensed up reflexively, and she grabbed his sleeve, thinking that he was unhappy. Unexpectedly, when she looked up, she saw that Zhang Ning's expression showed no sign of anger, so she relaxed.
Zhang Ning changed his position, letting her lean on his arms, and said patiently: "Have you ever seen grass growing in the cracks of rocks?"
Zhao Erniang thought for a while and nodded lightly.
Zhang Ning said gently: "Grass and trees don't have legs. They can't move by themselves, and they can't choose the land. They are much more helpless than people living. If a grass seed is unlucky and falls into the crack of a stone, what will it face?
In a difficult living environment, there is only a little bit of soil or stone chips, and there is a lack of water, but it still has to survive and bloom green leaves. In order to see the sunlight, it can tear solid stones apart and grow out. An insignificant plant
If grass can do this, how much more can it be done by humans?"
Zhao Erniang's attention was attracted by the novel story, her tears dried up, and she listened silently.
Zhang Ning continued: "The ancient poet who wrote "The Song of Pipa" also had a poem, 'The wild fire will not burn out, but the spring breeze will blow it again.'
If you can live well, I believe in you."
She nodded, hugged Zhang Ning tightly, her mood became much more stable, and whispered: "I wish I had known you earlier."
"It's not too late. You have taken good care of yourself and we can still meet." Zhang Ning picked up the porridge bowl and continued to feed her, and she ate obediently. Her appetite was not bad.
After Zhao Erniang fell asleep, Zhang Ning walked out, and Wenjun hurriedly packed up the bowls and spoons and came out. Zhang Ning looked back at the yard and thought for a while, but he didn't remember why he was here. Anyway, Zhao Erniang was here.
There is nothing wrong with her being placed here. He then turned around and said, "Maybe there is nothing for you to do in the near future. Take good care of her and write down all expenses in the account and ask me to reimburse her."
Wen Jun said: "My boss rewarded me with so much money a while ago, let's forget about it."
"There are no rules." Zhang Ning said calmly, "That's it, I have to leave now. There are still some things that need to be sorted out and dealt with."
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