Chapter 284: Kill or Not Kill

Duan Rong and Simonankan killed one morning in Weiyangfang, and all the people of all passed by them were killed by them.

Seeing at noon dinner, Simonankan was still excited, but Duan Rong had a hungry belly and gurgled. He ate a few buns in the morning.

Ximen Kandan couldn't, so he had to accompany Duan to eat.

"Just eat ravioli?" Duan Rong obviously was dissatisfied with the proposal of Simonanan.

"That's it at noon. I invite you to Babaolou to eat alcohol at night."

While Simon Kan said, he walked around the stall opposite the street while walking. He was still worried about his dice. At this time, what would be eaten quickly.

The two were holding a large bowl of hot ravioli, and they ate snoringly with a pancake.

Siemenskan eats faster than Duan Rong, and after eating, he will help Duan Rong.

Where did Duan Rong ignore him until he puts the peppers with chili, and he wiped his mouth cleanly with the soup.

"You are a starvation ghost, eat a ravioli, and don't even let go of the soup."

"You know a fart! You know how many people have been unveiled at this season, relying on digging wild vegetables every day to charge hunger ..."

"You only understand a fart! Because of the bad time, I will leave a bite ..."

Simonanakan said, I saw the boss had collected the tableware on their stalls. In the bowl of Ximenkan, there were still some soups and ravioli. Immediately holding a broken bowl, running over, begging the boss.

When the boss moved his hand, he poured the remaining soup into the broken bowl of the beggar.

Simon Kan glanced at Duan Rong and said, "Do you see it? It's like you, even the soup is clean. How can this beggar on the street live?"

Duan Rong was stagnant by Simonankan. In many cases in the real world, it was not dependent on logic. It was a lively scene directly rushed to your eyes.

The two said that they had passed through the street and reached the door of the gambling house.

At this moment, Duan Rong twisted his head subconsciously. He saw at the alley at the lane not far across the street. In the bustling flow of people, Yang Zhen stood there and looked at the door of the gambling house nervously at the door of the gambling house. At the same time, he obviously saw Duan Rong.

At the moment Duan Rong turned his head, the two were across the people, and their eyes were opposite, and they stared far!

Although the flow of people was shaking, Duan Rong still clearly saw the surprise and fear in Yang Zhen's eyes!

Duan Rong twisted his head and was dragged into the gambling workshop by Ximen Kandan. The thick curtain at the door of the gambling house fell, and the eyes of Yang Zhen's shock and fear were isolated from the door of the gambling house.

Duan Rong's eyes were deep, Yang Zhen's feelings of him, and when he was playing in Liu Lu in the morning, he obviously changed again. Through the flow of people, he could feel the true fear.

Yang Zhen looked at his eyes across the street, as if staring at a monster!

Duan Rong thought about it, and then understood what happened. It seems that Jie Daohan's body has been discovered. Yang Zhen's expression had seen the corpse.

Duan Rong laughed tragicly, and his eyes could not help.

Duan Rong and Ximen Candan, in the gambling house, gambled for a whole day. When the night came, the lantern was at the beginning, and there were no one in Weiyangfang. They were willing to bet with them again.

Siemenskan was satisfied, with Duan Rong, and went to Babao Tower to eat.

Simon Kan actually wanted to call Jiang Qingyu today, but when he saw it, he was about to set off. Jiang Qingyu was busy saying goodbye to the Lan Ying Road in Huaxinglou.

In the box, Siemenskan called a lot of dishes and chatted with Duan Rong while drinking. During the period, he did not scold Jiang Qingyu.

Duan Rong was holding the wine glass, looking at his face red, and still muttering Simonankan, who scolded Jiang Qingyu's lady. He didn't feel a smile.

Duan Rong smiled, and the corner of his eyes fell into tears.

He is envious of Simonanan.

In the life of Siemenskan, there seemed to be no heavy and cruel things.

Ximen Yong's face passed in front of Duan Rong's eyes, and Duan Rong murmured: "If you have such a father, life will be much easier."

At this moment, Duan Rong's heart was like pressing a stone, blocking him with depression and irritability.

The two had already drank a full four altar wines. Simonkan was drunk as mud. The drums uploaded on the street. Listening to that sound was already late at night.

Duan Rong looked at the drunk Simonkan, but his face was hung with a cruel smile.

Duan Rong took the Ximen Candan in one hand, holding the remaining altar without unpacking wine in one hand, and slowly walked out of the Babao Tower.

Shi Kang, a little sister -in -law in Ximen Kandan, has been driving and waited there.

Shi Kang saw Duan Rong, immediately jumped out of the car, took the Ximenkankan from Duan Rong, and helped into the compartment. Then he looked at Duan Rong and said, "Master Duan, please get in the car! Send the adult first! "

Duan Rongjin was a disciple of Zongmen. Even Shi Kang saw Duan Rong's speech, not like the kind of intimateness before. Although he was respectful, he finally became born.

Duan Rong held the jar of the wine and said, "No need, there is no way far. I just go back. Just blow the night breeze and wake up!"

Shi Kang saw Duan Rong said so, and then he drove away after he said goodbye.

Duan Rong stood at the alley and watched Shi Kang's driving away, but he didn't walk along West Street to the Yuanshun Dart Bureau, and he saw no one, suddenly he was rushing, holding the jar of the wine, walking in. In the dark shadow in the roadway.

Duan Rong turned to the right along the lane road in the night of the black cricket, and he turned right along the roadway.

In the night wind, Duan Rong stopped at the door of a house.

This is Yang Zhen's home. This house, he didn't know how many times he had been, and he was drunk almost every time he was drunk.

Duan Rong tightened, and the wine jar hugged in his arms. He planned to be drunk with Yang Zhen today.

Duan Rong's mind was moved, and the consciousness suddenly put it out.

Yang Zhen was in the bedroom, but he didn't sleep. On the cabinet next to the bed, he lit a oil lamp.

The light of the bean reflects Yang Zhen's solemn face, and he kept pace in the forced bedroom.

Duan Rong retracted his consciousness, but he did not knock on the door. When he was in shape, he jumped over the wall like a bird and fell lightly in the courtyard.

On the window in the inside, there was a bleak yellow light, and the door of the house was open. This is Yang Zhen's consistent style and never closed.

Duan Rong hugged the jar of the wine and walked across the courtyard lightly. His feet were like a civet cat, and he landed silently!

Duan Rong stood at the door of the hall, and the oil lamp in the inside projected a dim light into the feet of Duan Rong, and the footsteps of Yang Zhen were anxious in the inside, and in the silence, it was clearly clear.

Duan Rong stood there, paused, and then held the jar of the wine, and walked straight into the inside.

In the forced room, Yang Zhen paced back and forth, and suddenly Yu Guang at the corner of his eyes saw a dark shadow at the door.

Yang Shi turned his head, and saw Duan Rong holding Jiu Jiuzi standing there.

The moment Yang Zhen looked at Duan Rong, the anxiety in his eyes was anxious, and he stepped back like a tide. Because he knew that the moment of his fate had arrived.

Many things, when it is still in the future, you will be frightened, but at the moment it comes, you will be quiet.

Yang Zhen's eyes swept through Duan Rong's wine jar held, looking at his expressionless face, and said calmly: "You are here."

"Well, I'm here." Duan Rong seemed to repeat Yang Zhen's words unreasonablely, and then he laughed and raised the jar that he held, and said, "I brought wine, do you have a bowl? "

Yang Zhen put the cabinet on the oil lamp, got a few cases of the house, and went to the kitchen to get two pottery bowls.

Duan Rong pecked the opening of the wine, and the wine was full of the house.

Yang Zhen's eyes were suddenly bright.

Duan Rong grabbed the jar of the wine, filled the two pottery bowls, and handed a bowl to Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen took over, and his nose sniffed the fragrance of wine, and then poured into his throat. He touched his mouth and looked at Duan Rong with satisfactory eyes, saying, "Good wine!"

Duan Rong's wine and Yang Zhen were sold in the wine shop in the alley. How can I compare the thirty years of these Babao Tower?

Duan Rong has always had money to ask Yang Zhen to eat such good wine, but this jar of wine can be on the top of Yang Zhen for half a year. How can he show it?

After Yang Zhen finished drinking a bowl, he poured another bowl of himself. He dried three bowls in a row before he solved the addiction. He laughed and looked at Duan Rong. Such a good wine "

Duan Rong's eyes calmly said: "The aged of the Eight Tower for thirty years."

Yang Zhen nodded and said, "It's really good wine. This wine is suitable for seeing off, good!"

Duan Rong heard the word sending off, and his heart stabbed, looked at Yang Zhen coldly, and asked, "How much do you know?"

Yang Zhen laughed: "It's not many. Xu Ruhu and Lei Lei are killed by you. Jie the head, which is also you killed."

Duan Rong's eyes were not moving. "You have no evidence!"

Yang Zhen smiled. "Yes! But I just know."

The air seemed to be dignified instantly.

After a long time, Yang Zhen said: "I am curious. Jiefan is a strong man in the realm. How did you kill him?"

Duan Rong poured a bowl of wine in his throat, silent.

Yang Zhen laughed, and he knew that Duan Rong would not tell him.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

The two no longer spoke, just drinking boring.

After drinking a few bowls, Yang Zhen suddenly asked: "Duan Rong, will you kill me?"

Duan Rong's body stiffened and spit out a word from his throat. "meeting!"

This word spit out, Duan Rong's heart, more like a boulder, was uncomfortable.

Yang Zhen didn't speak anymore, just drinking.

Both of them drank quickly, and a jar wine was bottomed out.

Yang Zhen laughed and made a wine hiccup and said, "Duan Rong! You can bring wine, this brother, even if we don't do it in vain."

Yang Zhen suddenly jumped away and pulled out the barrier to the waist, saying: "The wine has been drank! Come on!"

Duan Rong sat there and glanced at Yang Zhen, and said, "What else do you have, do you need to do it?"

"I only have one uncle. I have no concern, you need to be a fart! Less nonsense!" Come! "

Duan Rongdao: "You can't beat me."

Yang Zhen said: "Cao! This fucking is my word!"

Duan Rong and Yang Zhen have been inseparable from an early age, but by chance, the two will also have contradictions. At this time, Yang Zhen, who is tall, will tell the thin Duan Rong. You can't beat me.

But I did not expect that when life and death, Duan Rong said this.

It seemed that the scenes in the past time emerged, and in this dignified atmosphere, they smiled slightly.

At this moment, Duan Rong suddenly raised the cuffs, a group of medicine powder, like white mist, scattered on Yang Zhen's face.

Yang Zhen's eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground. The sword in his hand clanged and fell to his feet!

The faint smile on Duan Rong's face disappeared, replaced by an indifferent and cold expression.

No matter what, Yang Zhen must die, because only the dead can keep secrets!

However, Duan Rong really couldn't face Yang Zhen's eyes. What he feared most was the eyes of people before death.

And he couldn't face Yang Zhen's eyes before death!

Duan Rong walked over, picked up Yang Zhen's sword, and aimed it at Yang Zhen's chest. That position was the heart. He only needed to stab it gently, and Yang Zhen would never wake up.

Duan Rong's hand shook slightly and moved forward a little.

The tip of the knife had already pierced into Yang Zhen's body. Duan Rong's hand holding the handle of the knife could feel the touch of the piercing!

But at this time, Duan Rong's heart was spasmodic and stabbing!

He didn't know whether he was in pain! Or the original body was in pain!

Duan Rong's hand froze there. If he stabbed one more inch, maybe just half an inch, Yang Zhen would die!

He had to kill Yang Zhen. This was the answer he decided after seeing Yang Zhen at the entrance of the casino at noon. From then on, there was always a stone pressing on his heart.

Duan Rong didn't know how long he froze there. He suddenly felt itchy on his face. He thought a spider had fallen from the beam on his face, so he reached out and touched it.

As a result, he touched a hand full of tears.

I don't know when, he was already in tears!

Duan Rong's heart trembled, and he pulled back the knife that was inserted into Yang Zhen's chest!

He stared at Yang Zhen, who was unconscious on the ground, petrified, and didn't move for a long time.

If memory is a person's personality, then the original body is still alive in Duan Rong's body.

Because his memory was inherited by Duan Rong.

Those bits and pieces of getting along with Yang Zhen from childhood to adulthood are so real!

At this moment, Duan Rong already understood that he couldn't kill Yang Zhen!

If he killed Yang Zhen, he would hate himself forever in his life!

Duan Rong threw away the sword in his hand, and suddenly grabbed the unconscious Yang Zhen. He moved his body, and in the dark night, he turned left and right in the alleys, and his body was as fast as a ghost.

Duan Rong carried Yang Zhen and landed in a dilapidated courtyard!

The surroundings were silent, the houses were dark, and a sycamore tree outside the courtyard wall stood indifferently in the dark night!

This is the remote house of Jie Lei. Since Jie Lei died, this place has been abandoned.

Duan Rong carried Yang Zhen and came to the dry well in the courtyard.

Duan Rong swept his consciousness, and everything was clear in the darkness.

Duan Rong carried Yang Zhen and landed from the well mouth.

The entrance to the secret passage at the bottom of the well was narrow, and Duan Rong spent a lot of effort to drag Yang Zhen in.

Duan Rong placed Yang Zhen in the secret room where Li Lei had originally placed Xu Ruhu.

In the spring, the underground secret room was a little damp. Duan Rong took out a fire starter from his inner pocket and blew it to ignite.

Duan Rong looked at the unconscious Yang Zhen with the faint light of the fire starter. Duan Rong suddenly flipped his hand, took out a pill, stuffed it into Yang Zhen's mouth, put his hand on his chin, rubbed his throat, and asked him to swallow the pill.

This is a drug developed by the evil doctor Shen Ping that can cause fake death. After swallowing this medicine, a person will gradually enter a state of fake death within half an hour.

This state will last for five days. After five days, the effect of the medicine will dissipate and the person will slowly wake up.

This medicine can be used to conceal people's eyes and ears under special circumstances. But at this time, Duan Rong fed it to Yang Zhen to buy time for himself.

In five days, he had already left Xiangu County.

At that time, even if Yang Zhen knew that he had killed Li Daohan, he had no evidence. How could such an absurd story convince people?

Who dared to go to Taiyi Sect and arrest him, a registered disciple of the sect, without evidence?

Duan Rong believed that he would be safe in five days.

Of course, absolute safety means killing Yang Zhen! It's not that he hadn't thought about it. He felt that he had ten thousand reasons to kill Yang Zhen.

But he had only one reason not to kill Yang Zhen. The simplest reason was that he couldn't kill him!

Duan Rong sat in the underground secret room with humid air until half an hour passed. He felt Yang Zhen's pulse and found that his breathing had stopped and his pulse was no longer beating.

Duan Rong looked at Yang Zhen in a daze and said, "Yang Zhen, I didn't kill you. I don't know if I did it right or wrong. I just don't want to live in disgust all my life. Take care!"

Duan Rong didn't know whether he was talking to Yang Zhen or himself.

After he finished speaking, he extinguished the fire starter in his hand, went out of the dry well, climbed out of the courtyard, and returned to Liulu in the dark night.