Gu Yebai leaned back at will and leaned lazily on the back of the chair. Under the boy's gun, he leisurely lit a cigarette for himself. The green and white smoke lit up slowly, and his voice was light, "Sheng Tianchen, what do you call him?"

"Uncle, uncle, or father?"

The boy didn't speak all the time, and Gu Yebai was patient all the time. "You should know that he has been in poor health. Just now, he died."

Hearing the word "death", the boy still had no waves in his eyes.

I don't know how he gets along with Sheng Tianchen at ordinary times, but he can see that he has no feelings for Sheng Tianchen and must not get along well.

"After his death, you're the only one left here. Instead of being sent to an orphanage, why don't you come home with me?"

At this time, Gu Yebai finally heard the boy's voice, only one word, young, cold to the bone, "get out."

Gu Yebai is not angry and quarrels with a child. It's really not his style. On the contrary, he has more compassion for boys. He is full of distrust of the world and hostility to strangers, which proves that he hasn't had a good life in recent years, even a little miserable.

Sheng Tianchen, Sheng Tianchen, you really did evil. You killed Liu Liu and Sheng Youting. You also hurt their children. He really pitied the child and stretched out his hand to touch his head and comfort him. However, he saw the boy pull the trigger directly.

Gu Yebai reacted very quickly and deflected his head.

"Bang!" The bullet pierced the glass, leaving a terrible hole.

Gu Yebai glanced at the bullet hole, turned his head and looked at the boy.

He looked as like as two peas. He looked like a willow, but his face was just like a willow. It was carved in the shape of a mold. It was only that age was not so fierce, but it still had children's unique young and tender. "It's true."

The boy stared at him without feeling, "let you go."

Gu Yebai turned a deaf ear and still smiled easily. Looking at his eyes, he looked like looking at his naughty children. He didn't have any dislike and disgust. "Boy, I'm not a bad person. I'm a friend of your biological parents. I came to pick you up today. Come home with me."

Seeing that the boy was going to shoot again, he simply held the gun directly, pulled it forward heavily, put the muzzle of the gun directly against his forehead, and his narrow eyes bent slightly, "if you don't believe me, shoot. This time, I won't hide."

There was a huge difference in their height and strength. As soon as the boy was pulled by him, his small body almost fell on the table. Out of self-protection, he subconsciously pulled the trigger again, and the person in front of him was really like what he said, he didn't dodge or hide, and there was no fear in his eyes.

It seemed that even if he died in his hands at this moment, he accepted it without complaint. Fortunately, although the boy was small, he didn't lose to him. He stopped in time at the most critical time, and the bullet didn't shoot out after all.

He looked at the boy, and the boy stared at him. His eyes were calm, but it was a boy. A trace of complex emotions flashed in his eyes. Even if they were fleeting, they were easily captured by him.

Who is he? He is Gu Yebai, an old fox in the Jianghu. No matter what the other party is, he is only a six-year-old child. He won't be intimidated by a six-year-old.

"Why?"

The boy bit his teeth and asked him, "why don't you hide?"

He loosened his hand and leaned back on the chair again, smiling and leisurely, "didn't he say that I don't hide, a man's big husband, a word is irretrievable, how can he say that he can't do it?"

"Sick." The boy dropped two words coldly, jumped out of his chair and went out of the room alone.

"Hey, you little fart child, do you say that about adults?" Is it not clear at a glance who is ill? At a young age, he pulled 250000 and was still playing with a gun. He thought it would be absolutely dangerous if he didn't take him away.

So no matter what happens next, no matter how difficult it is, he must take people back.

However, the other party didn't hear what he said, and left without looking back. In the twinkling of an eye, the figure disappeared in sight.

Gu Yebai knew that it was not an illusion. The boy's back was particularly lonely and lonely in the sunset, but he was clearly a six-year-old child. He had enjoyed his parents' love and carefree age.

He sighed deeply and followed out. "Hey, where are you going? It's impolite to throw away the guests without saying a word."

There was only silence in response to his.

He chased him all the way to Sheng Tianchen's study.

The boy stood in front of the desk and looked at Sheng Tianchen's body. He didn't say a word. A drop of tears didn't fall. He looked numb and cold. If Gu Yebai hadn't found the confusion in his eyes, he might really feel that the boy's blood was cold.

He comforted, "don't be sad. People always die. It's the same whether they die early or late."

The boy gouged him out and dialed a phone number with his mobile phone. He spoke pure English and was even more proficient than Chinese. Anyway, he grew up in this place since childhood. However, the boy's words still surprised him a little, "are you really only six years old?"

At the age of six, he would call someone calmly to deal with the body after the death of the relatives who accompanied him since childhood. His tone was no different from that of adults. Gu Yebai thought of Sheng Youting and Sheng Tianchen again. Sure enough, none of the Sheng family was normal.

Although it was in the countryside, the person who handled the body came quickly and carried Sheng Tianchen away. The boy didn't go, but Gu Yebai went, collected Sheng Tianchen's ashes, bought a tomb, buried him here, and stayed in a foreign country forever. There was no funeral or priest's prayer. Only Gu Yebai himself.

After six years of poison, the soul is always trapped abroad, which is probably the biggest punishment for Sheng Tianchen. Buying this cemetery and collecting worldly wisdom for him is Gu Yebai's last kindness to him. From then on, the gratitude and resentment of their family are completely over.

The dead man is dead, but the living man still needs to live well. The child, he won't give up. He has made the worst plan. He won't believe it if he spends it with him here. He can't spend a cub in Gu Yebai.

When Gu Yebai got home, it was already midnight. The huge villa was overgrown with weeds. It looked like an abandoned ancient castle. Only one lamp was lit. It was gloomy and terrible. Gu Yebai followed the lamp and the boy sat alone on the balcony.