Chapter 68 Kill with all your might!
Zhong Tingyan stood in front of Li Ruochu's closed door, staring at the cold door.
After a moment, he slowly squatted down and gently placed the bouquet of beautiful roses in his hand at the door.
After doing all this, he slowly stood up, turned around and walked into the elevator with steady steps.
After entering the elevator, Zhong Tingyan's slender fingers lightly tapped the floor buttons and pressed the floor where Feng Yizhou was.
The light in the elevator was dim, shining on his stern face, outlining the strong lines of his face. There was an elusive depth in his eyes.
The elevator door slowly opened.
Zhong Tingyan raised his eyes and saw Feng Yizhou leaning against the wall next to the elevator.
"I didn't expect you to live in such a shabby place."
Zhong Tingyan stepped out of the elevator and looked around as he spoke.
His eyes swept across Feng Yizhou's wide-open door, and a sarcastic smile involuntarily appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"If you think it's shabby, don't come in!" Feng Yizhou said coldly, then strode towards his home.
Zhong Tingyan smacked his lips, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly followed in.
However, as soon as the door of the room was closed, Zhong Tingyan keenly felt a chill coming from behind his head.
Then he felt something hard and cold pressing against the back of his head.
"Cousin, you're the first person I see when I return to China. It's not polite for you to point a gun at me!"
Faced with Feng Yizhou's actions, Zhong Tingyan was not afraid at all. Instead, he teased him in a relaxed tone.
"What are you doing here!" Feng Yizhou's face instantly turned as cold as frost, and his eyes were full of vigilance and questioning.
I clearly told Uncle Chen that I still have a year, why is he coming here!
"Cousin, I think you really misunderstood. I didn't come here to oppose you!" Zhong Tingyan said as he slowly turned around.
Only then did he see clearly that Feng Yizhou was holding a delicate and small silver pistol in his hand.
Although it is not large in size, Zhong Tingyan has seen many firearms abroad and knows that although this pistol is small, its deterrent power should not be underestimated.
If Feng Yizhou really pulled the trigger, his head would probably explode in an instant.
"Cousin, the Li Ruochu downstairs must be the woman Uncle Chen was talking about!" Zhong Tingyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, as if he had a strong interest in Li Ruochu.
"If you dare to touch her, I guarantee you won't see tomorrow's sunrise!" Feng Yizhou's tone was cold, with an unquestionable warning in his voice.
"Haha," Zhong Tingyan smiled strangely when he heard this, "I like Xiao Chuchu very much, how could I hurt her? The woman my cousin likes must be right!"
"You are looking for death!" Feng Yizhou's eyes were instantly ignited with anger when he heard this.
Without saying a word, he raised his hand and shot Zhong Tingyan in the face.
A hideous cut suddenly appeared on that originally handsome face.
The next second, bright red blood slowly flowed down his cheek, looking particularly shocking under the dim light.
However, Zhong Tingyan was not angry at all. Instead, he gently wiped the blood off his cheek with his fingers.
Then he slowly raised his hand, put the bloody finger into his mouth and licked it gently with his tongue.
"It looks like you really care about her, which makes me want to taste her even more!"
As Zhong Tingyan spoke, he raised his head, and a gleam of charm and madness flashed across his eyes.
This trip to China was indeed full of surprises, and everything he saw was extremely interesting to him.
"I said, if you dare to touch her, I guarantee you won't see tomorrow's sunrise." Feng Yizhou retracted his gun and then quickly pulled out a dagger from his waist.
Before Zhong Tingyan could react, he suddenly attacked and stabbed the dagger directly through Zhong Tingyan's hand.
Zhong Tingyan only let out a muffled groan, and his hand was nailed to the wall by the dagger.
Blood continued to flow out from the wound, dripping onto the ground, forming a pool of dark red blood.
Feng Yizhou looked at Zhong Tingyan with disgust in his eyes.
He had long known that this man was a lunatic who acted without scruples, but he had not expected that he had now become so crazy and terminally ill.
Zhong Tingyan will never be allowed to hurt Li Ruochu in the slightest.
At this moment, although Zhong Tingyan's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, there was no trace of cowardice in his eyes to beg for mercy.
He clenched his teeth, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly with pain and anger.
But he still held on, staring at Feng Yizhou with an almost crazy look.
Feng Yizhou looked coldly at the crazy man in front of him, with a hint of complicated emotions flashing in his eyes.
Without any hesitation, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the knife that had stabbed into Zhong Tingyan's hand.
As the knife was pulled out, blood spurted out again like a fountain, splashing blood all over the floor.
However, Zhong Tingyan seemed to feel no pain.
At the moment when Feng Yizhou drew his sword, he took out a knife with a cold glow from somewhere at an extremely fast speed.
There was a crazy murderous intent flashing in Zhong Tingyan's eyes, and he stabbed Feng Yizhou fiercely.
But how could Feng Yizhou, who had been on guard against Zhong Tingyan, be easily succeeded in his sneak attack?
Feng Yizhou's eyes flashed, and he turned around quickly like a ghost. His movements were agile and smooth, as if he had practiced them countless times.
Zhong Tingyan's full-strength attack instantly missed the target. Due to using too much force, his body lost balance and staggered forward a few steps.
The next second, the two of them started a fierce fight in this slightly empty living room.
The exquisite ornaments in the living room were knocked to the ground and shattered into pieces during the fierce actions of the two people. The originally tidy living room was instantly turned into a mess.
Because of his hand injury, Zhong Tingyan's movements were obviously restricted, and his strength and speed were greatly reduced.
Under Feng Yizhou's fierce attack, he gradually fell into a disadvantage.
But his crazy temper made him unwilling to give up easily, and there was a gleam of determination in his eyes.
He seized the opportunity and used all his strength to push Feng Yizhou towards the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.
Feng Yizhou couldn't keep his balance for a moment and kept backing away until his back hit the floor-to-ceiling window.
When Zhong Tingyan saw this, a hint of crazy pleasure flashed in his eyes.
He raised his bloody hand and smashed it hard against the glass.
There was a loud bang, and spider-web-like cracks instantly appeared on the glass.
Then, regardless of the pain in his hand, he smashed the glass again.
The glass fragments fell off under his heavy blows and pierced into his flesh. Blood flowed down his arms and dripped onto the ground.
But he didn't care at all and seemed determined to push Feng Yizhou down from the building.
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