Chapter 969 Old Events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 65

Author: Feifei my heart

Chapter 969 Old Events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 65

Feng Lingzhi sneered: "Really?"

It's just Mission Impossible.

In order to complete the task assigned to him by Fu Rongheng and gain the trust of Tan Wenwen, Feng Lingzhi almost died and narrowly escaped death. Over the years, Feng Lingzhi also played a double role and secretly obtained a lot of information from Huichu.

A scholar dies for a confidant.

Fourth Master has entrusted me with an important task, and Taishan has placed his trust in me. I will definitely repay the general's kindness, so how can I betray you!

Millions of troops were loyal to him.

To use an ancient saying -

I will report my wishes to you on the golden platform, and I will guide the jade dragon to die for you.

Tan Wenwen was too thoughtful and left a hidden clue like Zhao Pengzhong, but he failed to notice it, which caused a catastrophe. It was his dereliction of duty.

Since the day when Fourth Master fell into coma, Feng Lingzhi had spent all his efforts to investigate who was the undercover agent, and waited until today to let him out.

Zhao Pengzhong knew Fu Rongheng's methods very well, and was afraid that his life would be in danger and his face would be as gray as ashes.

When he saw Chu Jinan in the distance, he shouted loudly, grabbed it with all his might, and rushed towards Chu Jinan!

"Bang——!" a gunshot sounded.

Whose body fell to the ground in response.

The gun in Zhao Pengzhong's hand fell to the ground, his eyes widened, he saw the tall figure walking in the distance, and his body fell to the ground unwillingly...

Fu Rongheng walked over from the snow, holding a gun in one hand, calmly saying, "Take it down."

Fourth Master Fu will see blood when he returns, and the first gift he gives to Huidi is pressure.

Feng Lingzhi cleverly used his identity as a spy to pass false information to Huibo, causing them heavy casualties.

By the time Tan Wenwen realized that Feng Lingzhi was not sincerely submitting to him, it was too late!

Huichou suffered disastrous defeats one after another. Other forces saw that the situation was not right and gave support to Huichou, and all 100,000 people were wiped out.

In desperation, Huidi proposed talks, but was rejected three times.

Qin Wenzhang broke the rules and attempted to trigger an experimental crisis. The Chu Jinan United Medical Alliance put pressure on him and condemned him. Under heavy pressure, the Huiqi Ganbu did not want to bear a lifetime of infamy and rejected Qin Wenwen's actions.

A catastrophe was strangled in the cradle.

Three months later.

It was February 14th. It was a bitterly cold winter and the new snow was old.

Betting on a mountain and river will determine the outcome, and you will be safe in this world!

The team belonging to Zhongji was officially stationed in Hueiluo. From then on, there was no independent Hueiluo, only Hueiluo City of Zhongji!

And a conspiracy that has lasted for ten years has finally come to light.

All those who participated in the research and experiment, including Tan Wenwen, all failed.

There was an uproar and public outrage. Literary writers, news agencies and newspapers condemned this huge experiment.

Tan Wenwen has been infamous for a long time. He went crazy. When he saw Fu Rongheng: "Why can't you understand me! I did this experiment for the future of all mankind. I did it for all mankind!"

"It's just to satisfy your selfish desires." The man raised his eyes, his eyes were far-reaching and cold, condensing into the coldest snow, "How many lives have you killed, how dare you say it's for the sake of all living beings?"

Tan Wenwen's face turned gray and his hair turned gray overnight. What greeted him was death. He was afraid and begged for mercy. When the bullet passed through, he seemed to experience the pain of death faced by countless experimental subjects...

The sins are heinous, and you will reap the consequences. You cannot exchange for countless living lives!

In those days, Fu Rongheng was so busy that Chu Jinan couldn't even see him.

"The great revenge has been avenged, Ah Heng is very happy these days." Liang Shangjun told her, the stone that had been weighing on his heart for many years finally fell to the ground, and he recounted a story from the past.

They had begun investigating the Huidi experiment as early as eight years ago, but the things involved behind it were too complicated.

They desperately saved many people who were captured as experimental subjects. Li Zhongxing died trying to save people. He was Fu Rongheng's partner at the time.

That incident was due to his intelligence error. Later Liang Shangjun chose to study medicine, which had a lot to do with it.

On the day when the laboratory was completely destroyed, explosions sounded one after another. Everyone heard the banging sound that day. No matter how far away they were, the sound made people's hearts tremble and the night was torn apart.

The fire burned for a whole day and burned half of the country red!

Fu Rongheng watched with his own eyes.

At the end, as the fire gradually died down, snow began to fall in the sky, falling on his shoulders. He raised his hand to brush off the snow on his shoulders, staring at the laboratory that turned into dust. Slowly going up, it was gray-blue.

sky.

I had a lot of thoughts at the moment, thinking of many old friends, and sighing that life in this world is like a dream, and there are old loess graves along the way.

If there really are ghosts and gods in this world, they all should know that their great revenge will be repaid, and that the road to saving the country, which has been walked by tens of millions of people, is now blooming like a brocade.

The road to green mountains is long, but the bright moon is still there.

That night, everyone gathered in a high-rise building, drank glass after glass of wine, and paid homage to the mountains and rivers, as well as to their old friends.

"Aheng, I respect you." Liang Shangjun said with a smile, "I respect you."

Drinking is harmful to the body. Chu Jinan stopped him and Fu Rongheng held his wrist. With a romantic look on his brow, he whispered: "To be successful in life, you must have all the fun."

When the people had dispersed and returned home after enjoying themselves, when he was in high spirits, he lit up the lamp and read the sword, climbed up to the high platform alone, and looked at the land thousands of miles away, all under his feet.

Chu Jinan couldn't control him today, and it was rare for him to be happy, so he let him go.

He held up the high platform, facing the wind, and said with emotion: "The grass and trees are new with rain and dew for a hundred years, and the mountains and rivers are old."

Chu Jinan turned his head and looked at him. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or remembering him, and said, "Fourth brother is drunk."

"It's good to be drunk." Fu Rongheng turned his face to the side, with her in his eyes. When the wind blew, the shadow swayed, and her heart was also in a state of excitement, "Today, I will indulge my fourth brother."

"Which time did I not follow you in the end?" Chu Jinan refused and muttered in a low voice, accompanying him to the high platform and looking at the bright moon. In the end, he was afraid that he would catch the cold and was not able to move quickly, so he dragged him back.

This is the last night in Huici. Tomorrow they will set off back to Beicheng. There are still unresolved matters in Beicheng.

Fu Rongheng received a letter from the Fu family in Beicheng at night. He sat in the study for a while, pondered for a long time, and folded the letter without saying anything.

Chu Jinan guessed it was a letter of pleading. She didn't get involved in these matters. She had just taken a shower and made him a sobering soup with her hair wet.

Fu Rongheng came out of the study and said to her, "I will take you to the cemetery when I arrive in Beicheng later."

It is worth seeing the heroic souls of many martyrs.

Chu Jinan nodded seriously: "Okay."

Fu Rongheng sat on the bedside, thought about it and said, "I won't talk about this today."

Vaguely, she could discern his silhouette sunken in the light of the lamp. He leaned against the bed and looked into old paintings, set off by the quaint wooden furniture in the room. He looked at her with a smile. The collar of his shirt was open, and his body was clean and straight. It was in private.

The only relaxation she had ever seen.

Chu Jin's mind moved slightly. The white snow outside the window shone in, as if he was still the depressed nobleman who was listening to the play on the second floor that day. He turned his face slightly and talked to others. Behind him, there were piles of withered bones, and the long night was about to dawn.

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"Come here." He called her.
Chapter completed!