Chapter 820

Zhao Fuxi looks at three people this appearance, the smile on the face is more and more profound, the vision turns to look directly at Han Yichen.

"Is this the big brother you got back? I'm really sorry. The first time I met you, I left a bad impression on you. "

Han Yichen's face was tense. He only replied to Zhao Fuxi's words: "there's something you can do for us adults. There's no need to embarrass a child."

Zhao Fuxi Leng for a while, suddenly covered his mouth, low smile, as if to hear something extraordinary joke.

"Ha ha ha... Brother, are you sure you are not joking?"

Han Yichen's face was slightly heavy, and he didn't think what he just said was funny.

Zhao Xi smile enough just raised his head, a pair of eyes fixed looking at Han Yichen: "this is not a child."

"What?"

"This is not a child." Zhao Fuxi reached out and pinched Lele's pitiful little face. "For us, this is not a child at all, but a tool that can make our enemies sad and painful. There has never been a saying that such a tool is not difficult. "

Han Yichen chokes and looks at Zhao Fuxi's innocent appearance. Suddenly, he has a strange sense of disobedience. Is this person really a person? Why is it so like a walking corpse, a walking corpse who only knows hatred and has nothing left.

Zhao Fulin is blocked by Han Yichen. Listening to the conversation between Zhao Fulin and Han Yichen, her eyes become more and more deep.

After Zhao Fuxi and Han Yichen finish their conversation, they quickly turn their attention to Mu Tingfeng. In the face of the man they have been attracted to, Zhao Fuxi's only left is full of disappointment and unwilling.

"Master mu, if... If I said that I really had a heart for you at the beginning, would you believe it?"

As soon as Zhao Fuxi said this, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little embarrassed. Zhao fuming could not bear that his sister still had the time to entangle these children's private affairs.

"Sister..."

Before Zhao fuming could finish his dissatisfaction, he was forced back by Zhao Xi's cold eyes.

Although she didn't speak any more, her anger became more and more obvious. Zhao Fuxi was nothing. If she hadn't sent her abroad two years ago, she could still stand in front of so many people. Oh, let's be proud for a while. When he takes the money to go abroad to make a comeback, he will step back on those who look down upon him one by one.

Zhao Fuxi naturally saw Zhao fuming's dissatisfaction, but she didn't want to take care of it and didn't have to. She knew that Zhao fuming was determined to fight this time, and then fled abroad with those things, waiting for a comeback. Unfortunately, after today, let alone a comeback, he would not even have a chance to live.

Zhao Fuxi turns her head and stares into Mu Tingfeng's eyes, waiting for his response.

Mu Tingfeng still cold a face, meet Zhao Fuxi's eyes, not tight not slow way: "your sincerity to how many people?"

Zhao Fuxi was stunned. After trying to understand the meaning of Mu Tingfeng's words, she finally burst out laughing: "I see, I see. If... If I gave you all my heart from the beginning, no one else, only you, would you... "

This time, without waiting for Zhao Fuxi to finish his speech, Mu Tingfeng has given a response: "I don't care who your sincerity is given, but my sincerity is only one."

The implication is that if his sincerity has been given to Zhao Fulin, it is impossible to give it to a second person. Even if Zhao Fulin gives his sincerity to him, what he likes is only Zhao Fulin and nothing else.

"What a heart! You have only one heart!" Zhao Fuxi's face suddenly became a little ferocious. She handed the gun to Lele's head and said in a cold voice, "if I want you to be with me now, otherwise I will kill your son's head. What will you do? And you... "

Zhao Fuxi said, "if I let you leave Mu Tingfeng, or I will kill your son, what will you do? What would you do? "

Mu Tingfeng's face changed slightly. He turned to look at Zhao Fulin's face, but found that Zhao Fulin's face was calm, as if Zhao Fulin had just said something unimportant.

"You can keep people, but you can't keep your heart. I think you don't want this kind of thing now. And... "Zhao Fulin suddenly looked up into Zhao's eyes and said," today, compared with us, the enemy you want to revenge on most should be someone else, right? "

Zhao Fulin's words surprised all the people on the scene. Zhao Fulin squinted and looked at Zhao Fulin. They just looked at each other from afar through two big men. No one said anything.

At the moment, Zhao fuming can be said to be the most surprised one among all people. Zhao Yulin's words made him feel a little uneasy instinctively. What is it that apart from them, there should be someone else who Zhao Xixi wants to revenge most? Apart from them, there is only himself left here. Is it difficult for Zhao Xixi to revenge or not?

How is that possible? They are brothers and sisters. They are the last straw to save each other's life in the world. How can Zhao Fuxi regard him as an enemy? It must be Zhao Fulin who deliberately said that and wanted to sow discord between them. Yes, it must be!

Zhao fuming opens his mouth and wants to tell Zhao Fuxi that he is not involved in Zhao Fulin's estrangement plan. Unfortunately, before he opens his mouth, a gun has been quietly pointed at his hands and feet.

After the two shots, Zhao fuming was shot in his arm and thigh. The pain made him collapse to the ground. He could not care about Lele, who had been holding him tightly in his arms. His face was pale, and he covered his bloody arm and curled up into a ball.

The sudden reversal of the presence of a few men are all stunned, now what is the situation? What's wrong with you?!

Lele, who lost his support, fell to the ground and finally burst into tears.

His cry, Mu Tingfeng and others also finally reacted, looking at Zhao Fuxi's eyes more and more surprised.

Zhao fuming was shot in the arm and thigh. He was bleeding. He had a cold sweat on his forehead. After struggling on the ground for a long time, he looked at Zhao Fuxi with red eyes. He couldn't believe it.

"Sister, you..."

"Don't call me sister." Before Zhao fuming finished speaking, Zhao Fuxi had already interrupted him, reached out and pulled Lele who fell to the ground, staring coldly at the people on the ground, and said mercilessly, "every time I hear you call my sister, I feel very sick, so sick that I want to tear your mouth."