Section 2: Only know how to shed blood, not how to shed tears

After a while, Feng Ying and I randomly selected several representatives, and then went upstairs with Zhang Fangtian.

Soon, we came to Zhang Hong's room, guarded the bodyguard outside the door, pushed the door open, and the murder scene was displayed in front of us. Zhang Hong was shot at least five times, and the butler seemed to be hit by the steel ball in Zhang Hong's hand, and his muscles and bones were broken in many places. Judging from the decorations in the house, the two of them had not had a long battle at that time, and it should have ended soon after they were in contact.

The representatives we selected were two of Zhang Hong's hard-core confidants. When they saw Zhang Hong's body, they immediately sniffed and knelt heavily on the ground and burst into tears. While crying, they shouted: "Godfather, even if we die, we will definitely settle the account for you..."

Standing next to them, I knew clearly that all this was arranged by an angel. So I was not interested in looking at the scene carefully. I just glanced at it, felt ache inside, then turned around and looked into the corridor, sighed, not knowing what to say.

People say that a man from the world died and had already prepared for this day. Zhang Hong had done so many big things in his life, and countless people had ordered to kill him. He should have been mentally prepared for this situation today. This is why he did not have any surprise or unwilling expression when he died in bed, but seemed very natural and peaceful. But no matter how many bad things Zhang Hong did when he was young, he was just a strict elder who cared for me from beginning to end and expressed his sincere expectations to me. Therefore, even though I had known him for not long and had not had a long conversation, I couldn't help but sigh and feel sad when I saw that he suffered this bad luck in his later years.

When Feng Ying saw me like this, she walked up to me and stroked my shoulders and comforted me softly. I nodded to express my acceptance of Feng Ying's condolences, and then turned to look at Zhang Fangtian.

I only saw him standing in front of the door, standing next to those crying loudly, staring at Zhang Hong's body on the bed without moving. After a long time, he closed his eyes for a while, said nothing, and turned to go downstairs by himself. However, just as he was going down the stairs, I suddenly heard a chaotic sound. After a while, I heard someone shouting, "President Zhang, are you okay?"

I only realized that when Zhang Fangtian went downstairs just now, he actually stepped on the air and rolled down the stairs.

After a while, Feng Ying asked someone to take a few photos, then looked at the other three, shook their heads and sighed, "You guys have finished watching, right?"

The three of them nodded, so Feng Ying nodded and said, "Okay, let's leave the next thing to the police."

As he said that, the three of them pulled up the two people who were crying.

Our group walked downstairs. When Zhang Hong's loyal subordinates downstairs saw these two crying like this, all the fantasies in our hearts disappeared without a trace, and they all rushed to the ground, crying loudly.

The other people present, the bodyguards and servants, cried together, while the other shareholders who were not concerned, were also sighing. At this time, Zhang Fangtian was no longer here. He had already gone to the room to rest by himself because he had just fallen on the stairs.

And I stood at a high place and looked at these people who were crying, and suddenly felt physically and mentally exhausted and shaky. At this time, I even had the urge to escape immediately. I was really overwhelmed. I was just a young man in my early twenties. Why did I have to bear so much? But I just had this impulse in my heart. In reality, I was standing at the high place with a numb face, looking at the people who were crying without saying a word.

At this time, Feng Ying walked over, walked to me, and said to me, "I know you are very sad about Mr. Zhang's death, but the overall situation is the most important thing. Should we discuss how to deal with the aftermath?"

I didn't turn my face to look at Feng Ying, but just said coldly: "Do your funeral first."

This is the first time Feng Ying has been with me for so long that she has received such cold treatment from me. However, she understands my behavior very well and nods immediately, "Well, I should really have a funeral first."

Then, I didn't say a word.

After a while, a bodyguard with red eyes cried over and asked me, "Boss, when will we notify the lady of this?"

"Now!" I blinked and replied.

"Yes!" Despite his sadness, he still bowed respectfully to me before he wanted to retreat.

At this moment, I suddenly thought of something, so I quickly stopped him, "Wait a minute."

The bodyguard, stop immediately and listen to my orders.

"I'm going to find the best makeup artist in China right away. I don't want Zhong Rui to see that there is anything wrong with her grandfather."

"Yes!" The bodyguard nodded and ran down.

After the bodyguard went down, Feng Ying reached out and was about to comfort me, but I turned around and happened to see Jia Yu behind him. In the past, I only thought he was like a fox, but now I found that I was very wrong. He was not a fox, but a wolf, a wolf who was not only treacherous but also cruel, the most shameless and vulgar accomplice! In this moment, I really had the urge to rush up and punch him to death. However, I knew it was impossible to do this now, so I just glanced at his seemingly calm face and endured this impulse.

But I endured it really hard, so I was really not in the mood to take care of other people's feelings anymore, so I didn't respond to Feng Ying's kindness well. I just looked at her and said, "You've been tired all night, so go and have a rest."

As I said that, I glanced at the person behind me, and then they came forward and said to Feng Ying, "Miss Feng, please."

Feng Ying glanced at me, sighed deeply, and said nothing, and took Jia Yu away. At this time, Zhang Sheng held my shoulder and said, "Aqi, you go and rest too. As soon as tomorrow dawn, I don't know how much is going."

I shook my head slowly, "You guys go and have a rest first, I want to go and see Zhang Fangtian."

"I'll go with you." Zhang Sheng said.

I turned my face and looked at him, shook my head, "No need, I'll go by myself."

After saying that, I took a step by step and guided by the bodyguard to the room where Zhang Fangtian was. The door was not locked. I just touched it with my hand and the door was pushed open. Then I saw Zhang Fangtian carrying a chair, sitting straight out the window. I stood by the door, only seeing his back, and his face could not be seen. But I knew that Zhang Fangtian must be crying at this moment.

I remember that when I was chatting on the phone occasionally, Zhang Hong once sighed and said that Zhang Fangtian’s biggest disadvantage is that he can only shed blood and not shed tears. He said, “If one day, I could see Zhang Fangtian crying provocatively in front of me, what a beautiful scene would it be!”

The reason why Zhang Hong said this is that in Zhang Fangtian, tears are much more important than blood. What is hidden in blood is just life, but what is hidden in tears is dignity. The latter is what Zhang Fangtian wants to pursue throughout his life. As Zhang Hong said, this seemingly aggressive and fierce man pursued throughout his life is actually just the word dignity.

Zhang Hong spent his entire old age in order to teach Zhang Fangtian to cry. He even made the successful transformation of Zhang Fangtian as his biggest life goal in his later years. With such an amazing person as him, he spent so long and so much effort, but in the end he could not transform Zhang Fangtian. However, what he did not expect was that he could not teach Zhang Fangtian to cry during his lifetime, but after his death, he made the tears shed by this man who only knew how to shed blood and did not know how to shed tears.

Seeing this scene, I silently said to Zhang Hong in my heart, Mr. Zhang, you should be comforted when you see this scene in the Spirit of Heaven. Don’t worry, although I, Chu Tianqi, are not a man who stands tall, I will definitely do what I promised you. No matter what happens, Zhang Fangtian and Zhong Rui, I will help you watch out for these two people, rest in peace!

After I stood at the door for about ten minutes, I walked into the room. As soon as I heard footsteps, Zhang Fangtian immediately wiped away his tears, turned his head, and shouted in a low voice: "Who is it?"

When he saw me, he stared at me with red eyes like a beast, and asked, "If you want to come and instill anything with me again, then I will never trust anyone except my own judgment."

I bent over with some fatigue. After looking at Zhang Fangtian for a while, I said, "During the funeral, you, me, and Zhong Rui, let's put on filial piety for Mr. Zhang together."

After saying that, I blinked and turned around and walked out the door. Just as I was about to walk out of the door, I heard Zhang Fangtian say, "Chu Tianqi, I hope Mr. Zhang is indeed not the one you killed."

I stood there without looking back, just nodded and said, "Thank you."

Then, he left Zhang Fangtian's room with some sloppy steps.

After returning to the hall, I began to act as the owner of the villa, arranged food and seats for the people in the hall, and arranged those tired people to find a room to rest. At the same time, I received the police who arrived late at night and arranged for people to cooperate with their work. Then, the Public Security Bureau asked to take Zhang Hong's body away for an autopsy, but I refused on the spot. At this time, Feng Ying came out to exert her influence. The police took photos, collected some evidence, and retreated at around 9 o'clock in the morning.

At this time, I began to arrange those makeup artists to start making up for Zhang Hong. This was the first time I saw a real corpse in my life, and I was still a little scared unconsciously. But I still restrained my fear and stood aside and watched these professional corpse makeup artists repairing and applying makeup to Zhang Hong's corpse.

In this way, before I knew it, it was already past 1:00 noon the next day, and Zhang Hong's makeup was finally put on. He now looked more like a peaceful and peaceful old man. When I saw this, I paid the makeup artists a heavy reward and asked them to leave. Then, I began to discuss various funeral matters with the people below.

At around 7 o'clock in the afternoon, I couldn't sleep for more than twenty hours, and I couldn't stand it, so I walked to a chair in the hall and sat down. After sitting down for less than three minutes, I leaned on the back of the chair and took a nap.

However, after a while, I suddenly heard a sharp female crying and shouting: "Master-Master!"

At this time, I was suddenly awakened, and then I saw Zhong Rui crying like tears. When she saw me sitting in the hall, she immediately rushed over, grabbed my hand, and asked, "Where is my grandfather? Where is my grandfather?"

Seeing that she was so excited, I didn't dare to let her go to see Zhang Hong now, so I could only hold her hard. I wanted to say something to comfort me, but in the end I couldn't say a word. After a long time, Zhong Rui, who was held in my arms and cried, suddenly choked and wiped her tears, and said, "Okay, I'm in a better mood now. You can take me to see my grandfather."

Only then did I dare to take Zhong Rui upstairs. At this time, Zhang Hong had been placed on the bed in another room. When I brought Zhong Rui to this room, Zhong Rui walked in and saw Zhang Hong on the bed, she couldn't believe that her grandfather was dead. She seemed cautious when walking, and walked to the side and shouted softly, "Grandpa, grandpa..."

After shouting several times, Zhong Rui could not hear Zhang Hong's response and broke out again. She pounced on Zhang Hong and cried and shouted: "Grandpa, haven't you always blamed me for not being able to accompany you well... Now Ruirui is back with you... I will accompany you every day in the future... I will not go anywhere... I will not go anywhere... Grandpa, please respond to me! Grandpa... Grandpa..."

Seeing this, the bosses around me quickly walked forward with red eyes, supported Zhong Rui and said, "Miss, don't do this, his godfather has gone. You are like this, his godfather will not be happy! Miss..."

As soon as they persuaded this, these people couldn't help but cry.

At this time, I finally couldn't stand it anymore. I asked the bodyguard to take me to Jia Yu's room. As soon as I entered the door, I saw him talking to Feng Ying leisurely. As soon as I entered the door, I pointed at Jia Yu and cursed: "Jia Yu, you bastard, go and tell the angel that you have the ability to come to me, Chu Tianqi, and play with these conspiracies all day long. What kind of hero is he?"

Jia Yu stood up and smiled faintly, "President Chu, what do you mean? Why can't I understand a single sentence?"

As soon as I heard this, my anger finally reached its highest point. Damn, I can't bear it anymore!
Chapter completed!