Chapter 429 I am very happy to die in my country
Doudou was completely confused:
"No way, is this brother in such good shape? He can be discharged just like that?"
He Nanxi suddenly thought of something.
"I've always wanted to ask, why did the villa catch fire? Is the production crew's security so poor?"
Speaking of this, Doudou started cursing:
"It's all because of that idiot Ji Jiaojiao! She set the fire on purpose! She poured gasoline, so the fire spread so quickly!"
He Nanxi couldn't help but shudder:
"She really wants to kill me! Where did she get the gasoline by herself? She should be caught this time."
"She has an accomplice, a man. Ji Jiaojiao has been arrested. The man is quite slippery and is said to be still being pursued."
He Nanxi reacted suddenly.
That man must be Ji Zhinian.
Then Fu Ci Yan... should be going to capture Ji Zhinian!
…
Fu Ci Yan changed his clothes and put on a coat to cover the wounds on his body.
His left arm was dislocated, but his right arm was fine. There were only a few rounds of gauze wrapped around his fist. The gauze on his head had been removed and replaced with a slightly larger Band-Aid, making him look a little bit ruffian.
Fu Ci Yan was sitting in the car, followed by a convoy of nearly ten cars.
He watched the sun set, neon lights lit up the night sky, and the tall buildings receded into the suburbs.
The car stopped at an unfinished building, the driver opened the door, and Fu Ci Yan got out.
"Mr. Fu, the person is inside and hasn't run away."
"Well, call the police."
He strides out into the night.
Once this person shows up, it will be much easier to catch him.
But the price is too high.
In Haishi, he was not omnipotent and was easily taken advantage of.
No one thought that he would sneak in disguised as Director Lin. His superb makeup skills made him look like a disguise, and his similar body shape fooled the security guards he left near the villa.
His footsteps echoed in the silent building, startling the man.
"Fu Ciyan?"
There was panic in Ji Zhinian's voice, and the tone of his voice changed.
Fu Ci Yan frowned.
There was a set of syringes next to Ji Zhinian.
"How did you get infected with this?"
His tone was calm, with a hint of complaint, like an old friend who hadn't seen each other for a long time.
Ji Zhinian seemed to accept the fact that Fu Ci Yan had found him. He leaned against the wall carelessly, not caring about the dust on his body.
Fu Ci Yan vaguely remembered that Ji Zhinian was a mysophobe.
"I'm not like you, a rich young man who has someone to support him in everything he wants. I can't do that. I have to fight for everything I want, including happiness."
Ji Zhinian even smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled.
Fu Ci Yan looked seriously at Ji Zhinian, the man who had been his brother for three years.
I remember how he was full of vigor and vitality back then, and how many girls liked him in his white jersey.
He is serious and determined, and can handle everything well.
If it weren't for that incident, perhaps they would still be good brothers now.
"Why?"
Fu Ci Yan looked at the man in front of him. He was no longer the young man full of vigor and vitality.
He is old.
He is clearly the same age as me, but his face is full of wrinkles, and he looks as old as the fifty-year-old Director Lin.
"What?"
"Why did you want to harm me back then?"
He couldn't understand why Ji Zhinian had handed himself over to the kidnappers.
"Oh? You know everything? It's been so many years, what's the point? Selling you is selling you, if you're valuable, then I'll sell you."
"I'll only give you one chance, tell me why."
There was an indescribable emotion in Ji Zhinian's eyes, which then turned into sarcasm:
"I'm jealous of you. You're rich and pretty, and all the women like you. I don't even feel like I exist around you. If I send you in, I'll be the coolest one."
"Because of Ji Jiaojiao?"
Fu Ci Yan looked into his eyes seriously and expressed his guess in a positive tone.
He remained unmoved:
"Heh, don't take yourself too seriously. I've never considered you a brother. I'm quite happy to see you being played around by me."
Fu Ci Yan's frown slowly relaxed, and a look of relief flashed in his eyes.
"good."
Since he didn't say, he wouldn't ask.
Ji Zhinian is right. So many years have passed, there is no point in pursuing the matter further.
Whatever his reason, the damage done to him is a fact.
He was cheated for so many years and lost so much money.
Not to mention that Ji Zhinian had kidnapped Xiao Anze and set fire this time.
If nothing unexpected happens, he will not be able to escape life imprisonment.
"Fu Ciyan."
He paused and listened to Ji Zhinian say:
"I was right about one thing. I am indeed quite jealous of you. I drugged you in that glass of champagne, I sold your information to the kidnappers, and I got hurt on purpose."
Fu Ci Yan didn't say anything, didn't respond, and continued walking.
"I was the one who kidnapped your son, and I was the one who started the fire this time. I want to see you suffer. You must be in great pain after losing He Nanxi!"
There was sarcasm in his voice. Fu Ci Yan's fist suddenly tightened, and he turned around and punched him in the face!
With a bang!
Ji Zhinian was hit against the wall. He endured the pain and laughed twice.
The redness in his eyes faded a little, and the tingling sensation as if bitten by ants was slightly covered by the pain.
Fu Ciyan crushed the injection with one foot and grabbed Ji Zhinian by the collar:
"I can help you. This is the last gift I can give you as a friend."
Then the iron fist smashed down again. After a few punches, blood seeped out of the gauze, and Ji Zhinian didn't even have the strength to protect himself.
He made a loud noise in his throat, tilted his head, and spat out a few teeth.
"Thanks, brother."
He seemed to have no strength left and even saying hello was difficult for him.
Long-term drug use has damaged his internal organs.
His internal organs have become extremely fragile. He is only in his thirties, but his body already looks very old.
Sirens were heard in the distance.
Ji Zhinian's expression relaxed.
"I've been so exhausted these past few years. I'm quite happy to die in China."
Fu Ci Yan stood under the lamp, the light shone from behind him, casting a long shadow that enveloped Ji Zhinian.
"You will not die. You will spend the rest of your life atonement."
Ji Zhinian's mouth curled up slightly, and he took a breath when the wound was pulled.
"Forget it, whatever. As long as I can come back, it's good. I've lived a good life these years, and it can be said that I owe it to you."
Fu Ciyan looked at him coldly:
"If that hadn't happened, you would be better off than you are now."
"No, Fu Ciyan, I've killed people, I can't be healed. I don't regret selling you out. After all, I sacrificed myself to save you. I was hiding like a rat. Do you know what that felt like?"
"You asked for it."
Ji Zhinian seemed to be stung, and his voice suddenly became sharp:
"Yes, I asked for it. I shouldn't have saved Ji Jiaojiao and her mother! They ruined my life!"
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