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    When I came out of the church, the sky was filled with sunset, and orange, red, blue, and purple blended and changed one after another, like a canvas created by a new-school painter.  The soft wind in mid-spring is like a frivolous prodigal, making people feel restless.

    The guests took cars to the Richa Hotel. There was a grand and luxurious dinner waiting for them tonight.

    The lanterns of Licha Hotel are always bright and bright, and the guests with fragrant clothes and temples are constantly flowing in and out.  The Peacock Hall on the top floor was resplendent with gold and jade, and the banquet was fully covered. The waiters shuttled back and forth without touching the ground, bringing wine and food to the table.  The atmosphere at the banquet became more and more lively as the guests chatted and laughed.

    The Feng brothers and sisters were arranged to sit at the same table with the groom¡¯s classmates.  We are all young people with progressive ideas, and there is no class barrier when talking and laughing.  The Feng brothers and sisters are a few years older than them and have a little more experience.  Feng Shixun soon attracted the interest of young people when he talked about his experience of studying abroad.

    The Rong family and the Wu family sat at the main table, and relatives and friends kept coming over to toast.  Rong Dingkun didn't drink much, but he was in high spirits and kept talking and laughing with the guests.  Ignoring his wheelchair, he seemed to be back to his pre-injury self.  His eyes occasionally met Feng Shizhen's, and both of them looked away tacitly.

    The newlyweds were accompanied by Mrs. Rong and Mrs. Wu¡¯s family, and they toasted and acknowledged their relatives at each table.  As the best man, Rong Jiashang was obliged to help Wu Yunchi with the wine.  By the time he arrived at the table of the Feng brothers and sisters, his face was already flushed, and his eyes were filled with clear sparkles from the alcohol.

    Feng Shizhen felt distressed and funny, but Feng Shixun was not polite. He first drank a glass with the groom, then filled it up, and said to Rong Jia: "Young Master Rong calls my sister Sir, so I licked my face and did Young Master Rong's."  Master. My sister feels sorry for you and refuses to drink you wine, but Master Rong cannot avoid the wine of my uncle."

    Feng Shizhen was dumbfounded and quickly pulled his brother's sleeves.  The others laughed and cheered for Rong Jia to take the move.

    Rong Jiashang comforted Feng Shizhen with his eyes, picked up the wine and said: "Brother, why are you so polite to me? No matter as a junior uncle or as a brother-in-law in the future, as long as it is the wine you propose, I will definitely accept all the wine you ordered, without a drop."  Leftover!"

    After saying that, he raised his head and drank it all.

    The crowd cheered loudly, clapped and laughed.  Feng Shizhen glared at his brother dumbfounded.

    Rong Jiashang leaned over to her ear and asked, "How was my performance?"

    "Go away!" Feng Shizhen pushed him away with a blushing face.

    The others burst into laughter again.

    "Young Master Rong, the best man, is not doing a good job." A low and elegant voice came, "He only focused on being drunk and teasing the female guests, stealing all the limelight from the newlyweds."

    Everyone turned around and saw a well-dressed Meng Xuan coming with a smile, followed by Meng Jiu in a wheelchair.

    Meng Xu'an is always well-dressed, but today Meng Jiu is dressed in Chinese style, wearing a dark blue long coat and slicked back hair.  He was young, handsome and fair-skinned, with delicate features and big dark eyes. Sitting frailly in a wheelchair, he did not look like an overseas Chinese who had just returned from the United States, but more like a former Qing prince from the north.

    "Boss Meng is late, so I have to punish myself with a drink." Rong Jiashang stopped pretending to be drunk and immediately asked the waiter to invite the Meng family's uncle and nephew to the table.

    Meng Xu'an nodded towards Feng Shizhen and left with Meng Jiu.  Meng Jiu had been taught a lesson by Feng Shizhen before, but he still remembered her now. He shrank in fear when she glanced at him.

    When the newlyweds moved to the next table, Feng Shixun asked Feng Shizhen in a low voice: "Did the Meng family feel that the gifts were not enough, so they sent all their sons?"

    Feng Shizhen chuckled and said: "Jia Shang only invited Meng Xu'an, and he really wanted to cause trouble for his father. I think Meng Xu'an also deliberately wanted to cause trouble, so he specifically chose today for the father and son to recognize each other. But Jiashang will not let it happen for Fang Hua.  Those uncles and nephews made trouble in public."

    Sure enough, just as the uncle and nephew of the Meng family took their seats, a steward walked up to Rong Dingkun's ear and whispered a few words.  Rong Dingkun smiled stiffly, glanced this way, and let the steward push him out of the table.

    Feng Shixun watched Rong Dingkun¡¯s figure disappear behind the door with cold eyes, and said to Feng Shizhen: ¡°I drank too much just now and got a little drunk. Let¡¯s go out and smoke a cigarette.¡±

    Feng Shizhen nodded without thinking much.

    Feng Shixun stood up and buttoned his suit. He pressed his hand on his chest again and felt the hardness of the pen.  He walked through the noisy and boiling hall without saying a word, and when he opened the door through which Rong Dingkun left, he looked back.

    The band happened to play happy music, and young people got up to dance.  Rong Jia turned back, grabbed Feng Shizhen and brought him to the dance floor.bsp; "No need" Rong Dingkun's voice trembled a little after feeling the sting of the scalpel cutting through the skin, "I just want to sleep. You go."

    Meng Jiu frowned, confused and lost, and knocked on the door stubbornly.

    "Daddy, don't you like me? Don't you want to see me?"

    "Boss Rong is so lucky." Feng Shixun said sarcastically, "If your eldest son disobeys you, God will immediately send you a well-behaved son."

    Rong Dingkun gritted his teeth and coughed loudly. He felt a stinging pain in his neck and warm liquid slowly flowed down.

    "Good boy, be obedient." Rong Dingkun coaxed, "Dad has drunk too much, so please lie down for a while. You go talk to your elder brother."

    There was no response from outside.  Feng Shixun held his breath.

    The next second, the door was kicked open with a loud bang.  Rong Jiashang strode in.  Feng Shizhen followed closely and gasped when he saw the scene inside the house.

    "Brother, don't mess around!"

    "I'm not messing around." Feng Shixun tightened his hand, and Rong Dingkun exclaimed in pain. The wound on his neck became even bigger, and blood flowed like a river. "With Rong Jia here, you can beat the rat with a weapon. Then  Let me do it for you, I don't have any taboos about it. Qin is a man of many evil deeds and deserves death. Shizhen, you are the last person who should stop me!"

    "I'm not stopping you from killing him." Feng Shizhen stamped his feet anxiously, "I'm stopping you from destroying yourself."

    "He has ruined me!" Feng Shixun roared, "He has ruined my reputation and killed two of my comrades! He also killed your whole family! Shizhen, don't you think he deserves to die?"

    "He should!" Feng Shizhen choked and shouted, "But brother, I don't want your hands to be dirty with his blood! Those are a pair of hands that save lives and heal the wounded, not for killing!"

    Feng Shixun gritted his teeth, his face was ashen, and his eyes were ferocious.

    "Brother Feng, please calm down." Rong Jiashang took two steps forward and spoke unhurriedly, "Tomorrow the whole country will know everything my father has done. Even when my father reported your teammates, I will  I have already asked the reporter to write it into the report. Brother Feng, your grievances will be vindicated tomorrow. You kill him now, but I have to call the police and arrest you"

    "I have already called the police." Feng Shixun said coldly. "Before entering the door, I had already used the phone at the front desk to call the police, saying that there was a revenge murder in Room 23 on the fourth floor of the Licha Hotel. With the efficiency of those policemen, it could not be too late.  We can arrive here in about twenty minutes. Rong Jiashang, I'm sorry to bring trouble to your sister's wedding, but I came today with the intention of killing this person."

    "Brother, I beg you to think about your parents!" Feng Shizhen was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. "Qin Shuigen will have his retribution. It's not worth it to trade your future for it. If you go to jail for this, what will your parents do?" Brother, I  please!"

    A sense of sourness rushed up to his nose. Feng Shizhen couldn't help crying as he spoke.

    "My biological parents and relatives are all dead, and my biological brother does not recognize me. Brother, you and my parents are the only relatives I have left now, are you going to leave me alone?"

    Feng Shixun also felt a severe pain in his heart.

    "Brother Feng, believe me." Rong Jiashang saw that Feng Shixun had been shaken and took two more steps, saying sincerely.  "I'm not defending my father, but even my biological son doesn't think he's worth compromising his future for you. It's especially difficult for Shizhen. Please feel sorry for her more and stop adding pressure and burden to her.  "

    Feng Shixun took a deep breath, leaving a few purple-red fingerprints on Rong Dingkun's neck, but the hand holding the knife finally slowly let go.

    He pushed Rong Dingkun into the sofa, spit on him, and walked over.

    Feng Shizhen let out a long sigh of relief, and immediately snatched the knife from his hand and threw it at his feet.

    ¡°Ah¡ª¡ª¡± Meng Jiu appeared behind everyone at some point, staring at Feng Shixun¡¯s blood-stained hands, screaming in horror, and waving his hands wildly.

    When he turned his head, Rong Jiashang caught something strange out of the corner of his eye.  He turned his head quickly and saw Rong Dingkun taking out a gun from the cushion behind him and opening the safety catch.

    In a flash of lightning, a gunshot rang out, interrupting Meng Jiu's scream.

    Feng Shizhen turned around in shock and saw Rong Jiashang standing behind Feng Shixun, facing Rong Dingkun directly, but his body fell down uncontrollably.

    Rong Dingkun¡¯s hand holding the gun trembled violently, his eyes filled with disbelief.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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