1novels Chapter 38 "Game Over"
Chapter 38 "Game Over"
At ten o'clock in the morning, Liyuan.
When Fu Juehan walked into the basement with his breakfast, Fu Ge was still drawing.
"Dad, take a break and watch your eyes."
"understood."
Standing beside him, Fu Juehan looked at the tall boy playing basketball on the drawing board. Everything from the neck down was finished, except for a face.
"I don't remember you watching me play basketball." Fu Juehan said.
After the brush paused, Fu Ge was stunned for a moment, and said, "Leave the last painting to him. If he finds it and finds nothing, he will go crazy."
Fu Juehan sneered, "He won't find it here, at least not for at least a week."
Just as he was talking on the phone, Li Yang reported to him: "Brother, Qi Han sent at least [-]% of people to the four provincial capitals to investigate. Our people tracked him on the plane this morning, and it is estimated that he will go abroad to arrest him personally. you."
"Understood." Fu Juehan said: "Take our people here quietly, don't startle the enemy, and arrange a few eyes on the provincial capital to delay the time as much as possible."
"How long can it be delayed at most?" Fu Ge asked.
Fu Juehan said: "Two weeks is enough. I just have to work hard for you to go to the United States by boat. I have made arrangements there. I will go there in a year."
Fu Ge nodded, "Qi Han's attention is not here, so don't arrange too many people to come over, it will stand out for nothing."
"Well, it's all in the dark."
The phone hung up, and the father and son ate breakfast together. Before leaving the house, Fu Ge stopped him, "Your mother's death anniversary will be two months away, remember to visit her."
"Well, I remember."
Fu Juehan put his arms around his shoulders, only showing a little childishness in front of him, "My mother gave me a dream last night, saying that she never blamed you, and wanted you to go to America and live a good life."
Fu Ge was silent, his eyes gradually drifting away.
How could it not be blamed?
The young mother never expected that she would hand over the child to a devil in the end. If it wasn't for her, Fu Juehan wouldn't have suffered so much.
"Okay, don't comfort me, let's go." Fu Ge patted him on the shoulder.
Fu Juehan was taken aback, "Do you know where I'm going?"
"Aren't you going to find Xiaoyi?"
Fu Juehan smiled, "Yes, he's at Aunt Tao's place, I guess Uncle Meng won't give him a good look. He was in a bad mood when we called last night. I don't worry, so I went over to take a look."
"Hmm..." Fu Ge narrowed his eyes gently, and helped him straighten his tie, "I haven't seen that child before, so I like it so much?"
There was a smile in Fu Juehan's eyes, and he said: "I like it since I was a child, and he accompanied me through the most difficult years."
"It's good." Fu Ge looked up at his tall son, his eyes were a little wet, "If you have someone you love, you should cherish it, don't make him sad, don't make him suffer, understand?"
Fu Juehan nodded, "I know."
Fu Ge added: "I hope that child will cherish you as well."
Fu Juehan smiled, "Don't worry, he won't like me less than me."
After Fu Juehan and the others had arranged all the manpower, they drove away in the van to prevent themselves from being exposed, and even put on a simple disguise.
Just 10 minutes after he left, the door of the small villa opened again, and a series of gentle footsteps came to the basement.
Fu Ge was painting with his back to the door. He didn't turn his head when he heard the voice, and said with a smile, "Did you forget to take something?"
With a "click", the door was locked.
Fu Ge's paintbrush suddenly fell out of his hand. He straightened up stiffly, and heard the man behind him say, "Xiao Ge, you forgot to bring me with you."
Mishaps happen only in an instant.
Fu Ge picked up the paint bucket and threw it behind him, and ran away. After Qi Hansheng took the blow, he suddenly jumped up like a wolf chasing prey. He caught up with Fu Ge in two or three steps, grabbed his arm and directly pressed him to the ground. on the ground.
"You still dare to run, you just don't have a long memory!"
The paint stained their heads and faces, Qi Han pulled off his tie and wrapped it around his wrist two or three times, turned him over and pressed him on the floor, pulled out the belt and slapped his butt hard.
"Well--"
Fu Ge arched his waist in pain, Qi Han held him down and sneered, "What's your name? Don't you just like this?"
There was a "snap", the belt sucked out the air crisply, Fu Ge kicked him desperately, Qi Han took advantage of the situation and squeezed himself between him, "A born slutty thing, who can satisfy you without me? Ah?!"
There was another empty sound, and Fu Ge was so angry that he cursed: "Bastard, I'm going to fucking kill you!"
"Okay, then let's see who messes with who!" He stretched out his hand and tore off Fu Ge's clothes, and tied his ankles to the sofa post with a belt, "You don't want to be gentle, that's what you eat ?"
"I've said it a long time ago, don't let me catch you if you dare to run, or I will definitely make you regret it." As he spoke, he tightened his back and forced his way in, with such strength that Fu Ge couldn't scream .
Qi Han kissed him, kissed the tears at the end of his eyes and the sweat on the tip of his nose, his voice was as gentle as his movements were fierce: "Xiao Ge, don't beg me today, I can't help it."
Fu Ge picked up the pen holder and hit him on the head, "You really make me sick."
Qi Han didn't even hide, blood slid down his forehead, he stopped suddenly, "You will never forgive me, will you?"
Fu Ge closed his eyes, not looking at the bright red covering half of his face, "Is this important to you? You will always win, and you will never let me go."
"You think it's not important?"
Qi Han smiled, "You think I don't care about you?"
"Yes! I was sorry for you back then. I made mistakes and tortured you, but I desperately tried to make it up to you. If you wished for me to die, I would give you all my wealth and life. Even so, you still don't Forgive me, no matter what I do you will never forgive me!"
"How do you ask me to forgive you!" Fu Ge growled and grabbed his collar, the easel was knocked down, and the piece of paper fell lightly.
The boy playing basketball has finished drawing, and the sun is covering the road under his feet.
Qi Han looked at the face that was all too familiar, and his eyes slid to the small words at the bottom: I wish Qi Han, a student in Class [-] of the third year, a gold medal title, and a bright future. ——Little song.
As if the tip of a knife had pierced his eyeball, Qi Han hurriedly looked away, saw the miserable state of the person under him, raised his hand and slapped himself.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Xiaoge...I'm an asshole, I was so angry just now..." He slowly backed out, untied the belt that bound his ankle, and tears slid down Fu Ge's face On the ground, the latter remained motionless as if in a daze.
"Little song, can you forget about those things? I beg you, I beg you forget it, you know I won't do it again, I will try my best to treat you well, don't leave me, I beg you don't go ..."
"Forgot?" Fu Ge sneered and raised his eyes, as if he was listening to some big joke, "I want to too, but I can't."
"You will never know what 18-year-old Qi Han means to me. He is my muse and all my beliefs..."
Fu Ge raised his hand, wiped away the tears at the end of his eyes, looked straight into his eyes and said word by word: "But you ruined him, you also ruined me."
Half an hour later, on the township road.
Fu Juehan called Meng Yi.
"Wow! What a coincidence, Boss Fu, you called just as soon as Mom fell asleep."
Fu Juehan smiled dotingly, "Then leave the rest of the time to me."
Meng Yi snorted and kissed him, "What are you going to do? Video play?"
"Be more exciting." Fu Juehan said: "Real Play, I'm going to your house, just in time to visit Uncle Meng."
"No!" Meng Yi stood up abruptly, and the milk glass fell to the ground, shattered into pieces.
Fu Juehan frowned, "What's the matter, avoid me?"
"No, no..." Meng Yi closed his eyes, hesitating whether to tell the truth, Dr. Wilkin walked towards him, "Xiao Meng, please contact Mr. Qi, I need luck Here comes a device."
There was only a sound of "呵啦", the tires rubbed against the ground fiercely, the receiver was silent for two seconds, Meng Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he heard him ask: "I seem to have heard Mr. Qi just now."
Fu Juehan is extremely sensitive to this surname.
"Han...Brother Han, listen to me..."
Meng Yi slumped on the chair, holding the phone in both hands, his voice trembling violently: "Wilkin was actually invited by Qi Han, I wanted to tell you before, but he didn't let me tell, he said he was going to prepare a surprise for Uncle Fu , I’m sorry, I’ve been keeping it from you.”
"Qi Han has been to your house?" His voice was as cold as a pool of stagnant water.
Meng Yi: "Yes, but I—"
"How long ago did you go?"
"Two days ago, and yesterday, I—"
"Beep".
The phone hangs up.
The mobile phone dropped from Fu Juehan's hand, he held the steering wheel, stared ahead, his scarlet eyes were blank for half a second, and then dialed Li Yang's number.
I can't get through.
Fu Juehan rushed back to Liyuan as quickly as possible, but Fu Ge's cell phone had already been turned off, and the people he had planted in the dark were nowhere to be found.
Holding the gun in his hand, he walked into the gate of the villa step by step, and walked down the dark stairs to the basement. Before entering the door, he heard messy and painful panting after another.
Anyone who listens knows what's going on inside.
"I kill you!"
In a flash of rage, Fu Juehan kicked the door open, broke in and fired two "bang bang" shots at the man on top of Fu Ge.
"Don't!" The blood was like exploding cotton, splashing on Fu Ge's face, he screamed and covered his mouth, and saw Qi Han's mouth curled up, and asked him with a smile: "You...you Will you feel sorry for me too..."
Fu Juehan completely lost control, once the years of hatred erupted, the veins on his forehead popped up, the bottom of his eyes were about to bleed, he grabbed Qi Han's arm and punched him, so cruel that he wanted to nail him into in bed.
"Hahaha..." The man covered in blood was paralyzed on the bed, with two radiating blood holes on his shoulders, he laughed and wiped the blood from his eyes, stood up quickly, and pointed the gun at Fu Juehan head.
"My dear son, you came back very quickly."
Fu Juehan didn't hesitate at all, holding the muzzle of the gun with one hand, and clutching his neck with the other, "Shoot! I promise you will die before me!"
"No, no, no, I won't do it myself, then your father will hate me forever." Fu Juehan punched him onto the bed, but he didn't even have the intention to fight back. He just raised his gun and fired three times at the ceiling. , The bodyguards hiding in the dark suddenly came out in full force.
Layers of black-clothed thugs surrounded the basement tightly. Fu Juehan was dragged down by them, his arms were cut behind his back, and he was forced to kneel on the ground with the muzzle of the gun pointed at the back of his head.
Qi Han smiled at him, "The first time you ran away with Xiao Ge, I said, if there is another time, I will kill you."
"No! Don't!" Fu Ge rushed over desperately, but was stopped by Qi Han again, "Are you ready, my good son."
Fu Juehan just laughed, his voice so hoarse that wept blood, he asked him with the last hope: "How did you find us..."
"This is also thanks to your little boyfriend. If it wasn't for him, you might really be able to escape."
"Heh..." Fu Juehan closed his eyes sarcastically, "That's right."
Qi Han hugged Fu Ge with his injured arm and kissed his long hair, "Honey, the game is over."
"Bang" a gunshot.
Fu Ge's scream resounded throughout the room.
The author says:
Read it silently with me, hehehe! ! !
This party is not over yet, there is still one more chapter, this mirror will be broken (guilty∩)