Chapter 973 Old events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 69

Author: Feifei my heart

Chapter 973 Old events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 69

When I returned to Beicheng, it was four or five o'clock in the morning when I got off the train station. The sky was dark and the cold snow was approaching.

The guards belonging to the Commander's Office were divided into two sides, lined up, standing in front of the platform with guns in hand, resolute and upright, with a thrilling aura.

They said in unison.

"Fourth Master!"

Fu Rongheng was calm despite the rain and took her out slowly.

Chu Jinan returned to Chu Mansion, and her parents were already waiting for her in front of the gate, holding her in their arms with tears in their eyes.

Fu Rongheng greeted them and left. Afterward, Chu Jinan asked about what happened in Beicheng in the past few months and learned that the Chu family had survived the ups and downs despite the ups and downs.

Chu Changzong told her: "The Chu family has a deep and stable foundation, and Fu Jingshen dare not touch it, not to mention that there are noble people to help."

The day Fu Rongheng came back coincided with the Fu family's old man coming back from abroad a few days ago, and they talked all night in the mansion.

On the first day he came back, everything was calm but there was an undercurrent.

Naturally, some people are frightened and uneasy.

The next day, when the cold snow had arrived and the world was vast, Fu Rongheng began to renovate Beicheng. His methods were so ruthless and formidable that no one refused to accept him!

"Fourth Master!"

A figure hurriedly ran out of the shadows in the corner and rushed in front of Fu Rongheng. It was a cold day, but he was only wearing a cheongsam. He had a slim figure, a flat abdomen, and his face was pale from the cold. He wore the thickest makeup.

"I have something important to tell you." Tang Hanting was afraid that he would leave, so she said it in one breath.

"Fu Jingshen is going to run away! I heard his conversation with someone in the study. The train is at nine o'clock tonight!"

A lot of things happened in Beicheng during this period, such as Tang Hanting married Fu Jingshen, and another example was that she gave birth to a premature baby, a boy, who was weak.

Tang Hanting was unwilling to be judged by her fate. She knew that Chu Jinan came back alive and was afraid that she would take revenge on her. She wanted to leave Fu Jingshen and make meritorious service.

Fu Rongheng raised his eyes, a glance that chilled people to the bone, and his voice was as slow as the wind in the pine trees.

Always out of reach.

"Since you are his wife, then do your duty."

Tang Hanting didn't expect that he would have such an attitude. What did he mean? Did he mean that she shouldn't say it? Or that she shouldn't go to him? She couldn't understand it at all.

"Everything I say is true! Fourth Master, you must catch him! After tonight he escapes to other provinces, and it will be difficult to deal with Fu Jingshen by then."

Tang Hanting wished that Fu Jingshen would die. After she returned, she immediately packed her luggage and prepared to leave.

Husband and wife are originally like birds in the same forest, they fly separately when disaster strikes.

What's more, what kind of husband and wife is she and him?

The cry of a baby could be heard in her ears. Tang Hanting was upset as she cried. She looked at the young and frail baby boy with a gloomy face and covered her ears.

"Cry, cry, cry! I cry all the time! What's the use of me giving birth to you?!"

Tang Hanting is an orphan and has never been loved since she was a child. She thinks that giving birth to him is a great blessing. Whether she is alive or dead, she can make her own way.

The baby cried even harder, but Tang Hanting turned a blind eye and packed her luggage frantically.

When she accidentally looked into the mirror, she felt like a madman. She was startled and quickly applied lipstick on herself. Then she picked up her luggage and walked out with a smile, as if she saw a way out.

As soon as the door opens.

She saw Fu Jingchen's smiling face.

"Where are we going?"

Fu Jingshen's eyes flickered over her luggage, and he pushed her into the room with force, closing the door, with a hint of madness on his face.

"We are going to live and die together..."

"Bang!"

It was the sound of luggage hitting the ground.

That night, the snow was getting heavier and heavier. Fu Jingshen went to the train station through a secret passage, still holding Tang Hanting tightly in his hand. A team of people escorted him. He held the crying baby boy in his arms and covered the baby's head with his hands.

Mouth, not letting him make a sound.

Fu Jingshen did a lot of evil things in Beicheng and killed so many people. He knew that he would definitely die if he stayed here.

Most of those who followed him were abandoned by Fu Jingshen, fearing that Fu Rongheng would notice if there were too many people.

As long as he lives, what does he care about others?

When he arrived at the train station, Fu Jingshen's gloomy face finally showed a smile.

The surroundings were deserted and there were not many people taking the train tonight. Fu Jingshen got on the train secretly, exhaled and waited for the train to leave.

The train door slowly closed in front of me.

But he didn't drive away.

Fu Jingshen's heart suddenly skipped a beat. By the time he felt something was wrong, it was already too late!

"Sixth Young Master is in such a hurry to leave, where are you going?"

The gun in the dark hole was pointed at him.

All the passengers on the train took off their disguises and drew their guns in an instant, creating a tense atmosphere!

Feng Lingzhi took off his hat and said to him.

This is a trap set up for Fu Jingshen, and Fu Jingshen seeks his own death.

It’s over! It’s over!

Fu Jingshen's eyes were about to burst as he looked at Tang Hanting: "You leaked my whereabouts!!"

Tang Hanting sneered and smashed the jar: "So what? You deserve to die!"

"The Sixth Young Master thinks too highly of Miss Tang." Feng Lingzhi said, neither taking it lightly nor taking it seriously.

Since the day he returned to Beicheng, all the troubles of Fu Jingshen were in their hands, so there was no need for a whistleblower Tang Hanting.

In the closed train carriage, two groups of people were facing each other, with more than a dozen subordinates protecting Fu Jingshen in the middle, and they also drew their guns!

The baby's cry could not be suppressed and became louder and louder, echoing in everyone's ears.

"Adjutant Feng." Fu Jing took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "If you can let me go today, I will thank you very much in the future!"

"Sixth Young Master, I'd better keep it for you to talk to the Lord of Hell."

Fu Jingshen knew something was wrong: "I want to see Fourth Brother! Let Fourth Brother come out and see me!"

"Fourth Master doesn't want to reminisce with you."

The bright lights in the train and the blizzard on the platform mixed light and dark, dividing people.

Fu Jingshen's face was hidden in the shadows, with a cracking twist. He touched the explosive behind him with one hand, his eyes were red, and he smiled sarcastically. The laughter echoed in the carriage for a long time.

"That's right. Fourth brother is so high up there that he won't care about brotherhood. I'm afraid he would like to kill me to the bone!"

Feng Lingzhi's eyes moved slightly, about to say something, but the next second, Fu Jingshen pulled the explosive hard and threw it over——

"Bang!!"

Explosions continued one after another, smoke billowed, and the door of the train carriage was blown open. Fu Jingshen ran away like crazy, resisting stubbornly, shouting: "Evacuate!!"

"Chase!" Feng Lingzhi reacted quickly, bent down to avoid it, rushed out, and shouted sternly.

On a cold snowy night, the entire train station was strictly guarded and no entry or exit was allowed. The sound of gunshots broke the silence and shot straight into the sky!

The two groups continued to exchange fire, and corpses fell one after another. The sound of gunfire, wind, and fighting were mixed together, like a dull war drum being beaten hard, deafening.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" Tang Hanting screamed, staggering on high heels and running away in the smoke, leaving deep and shallow footprints.

She can't die, she hasn't climbed to the highest place yet!
Chapter completed!