Strategy to Capture that Scum Gong

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapter of the slag attack [Quick Wear]!Zhao Hong dropped the phone and looked gloomy as if dripping water. After a while, he recovered his calm again.

Zhao Ling looked uneasy: "Dad, could Deng Jingwen cheat us? How could Deng Zhuo not be his son?"

Zhao Hong pondered for a long time, and spit out two words coldly, "No."

"Then what shall we do?" Zhao Ling panicked completely, cold sweat shed, his eyes full of resentment.This time they took a risk and exposed their whereabouts, but Deng Zhuo was not Deng Jingwen's son!Deng Jingwen had no scruples, how could he let them go?

Zhao Hong did not answer. He walked up to Xie He and asked in a deep voice, "What is going on?"

Xie Heyong repeated the sentence again in a calm tone: "I am not his son."

Zhao Hong nodded: "We already know this. What I want to know is why you are not his son, when did he find out that you are not, and since you are not... why did Deng Jingwen keep you by his side?"

Every time Zhao Hong asked a question, Xie He's face became paler, he pressed his lips tightly, but he refused to speak anymore.

Zhao Ling rushed over and grabbed Xie He's hair, forced him to raise his head, and said angrily: "I'm asking you something! Answer it quickly!"

Xie He stubbornly closed his mouth and said nothing, his eyes were red, and his expression was extremely depressed... His body was tied up by a rope and fell helplessly to the ground, but he was forced to raise his neck as if he was bound. The dying and struggling swan is beautiful and desperate.

Zhao Hong's eyes sank slightly, as if something flashed in his mind, he suddenly asked: "When Deng Jingwen expelled you from the house half a year ago, he discovered that you were not his son at that time?"

Xie He looked sad.

Zhao Hong knew it in his heart. He paused, stared at Xie He's face, and slowly said: "It is said that Deng Jingwen likes you, a beautiful boy. I think you are like him. He must also like it. So... …He changed his mind and took you back because he liked you, didn’t he?"

Xie He's body trembled slightly, his face was bloodless, he glanced at Zhao Hong with a cold and dead gaze, and then closed his eyes.

Zhao Hong and Zhao Ling looked at each other when they saw this, and they couldn't believe it!

I thought that Deng Zhuo was not Deng Jingwen’s son is shocking enough, who would have thought that the truth is even more unthinkable!Deng Jingwen unexpectedly...

When Zhao Hong looked at Xie He again, only sympathy was left in his eyes. Deng Jingwen would never be sincere about his playthings. Zhuo did not make any exceptions, even if this young man was raised as a son.It's just that...their situation is terrible, and without coercion, Deng Jingwen will not show mercy to them!Although Deng Jingwen didn't care much about Deng Zhuo, their behavior was to slap him in the face. With Deng Jingwen's disposition, they must be greeted by thunder means!

This time it is completely planted!Zhao Hong is also a person who can afford to put it down, decisively said: "We will leave now!" Before Deng Jingwen can find him, run away!There is still a silver lining!

Although knowing that there is no other choice at this point, Zhao Ling is extremely unwilling, "Dad, do we just forget it?!"

Zhao Hong said: "What if I don't forget it?" He sighed in his heart. This son was also spoiled by him. He is also responsible for this situation, but even though he knows this, he can't watch him go. Send to death!He is just this son!

Zhao Ling glanced at his empty sleeves, with a deep hatred in his eyes, just fled, and then hid all his life... how willing!How willing!At this moment, anger and hatred triumphed over fear!He said to Zhao Hong: "Dad, you go first, I'll come here when I kill this kid!"

[Xie He: Baby, give me a 360-degree shot without blind spots, and then make it into a holographic projection video. I want to be able to enjoy my flawless beauty anytime and anywhere in the future!

[444: Now???The host is still in the mood to take a selfie at this time?!Σ(°△°)︴

[Xie He: Of course it is now, but I will not appreciate this beautiful face in the future. It is really sad to think of this.

[444:......?Why is he not understanding more and more?

[Xie He: You have to know that being too beautiful is sometimes a hindrance... By the way, have you taken the photo?

[444: Alright!Although I don’t understand why, but the host gave a big order to do so.

[Xie He: Very good, it's time for my father to put aside the flashy appearance and hit the beauty in my heart:)]

444: ...what the hell?

Zhao Hong looked cold when he heard the words and said sternly: "No! Leave him here to contain Deng Jingwen. Although Deng Jingwen doesn't care much about him, since he is willing to stay with him for so long, it is probably in his heart's mind, and it can be used to delay us. a little time!"

Zhao Ling gritted his teeth, "But..."

Zhao Hong shouted: "Nothing but life is the most important thing!" He turned his head and ordered his men: "Pack things! Let's go now!"

Zhao Ling tightly grasped the dagger in his hand, but turned to Xie He!

Zhao Hong looked at his son's actions and was very angry, "What do you do! Leave him alone!"

Zhao Ling turned his head and showed a weird smile: "Dad, I don't kill him, I just teach him a little lesson. It won't take a minute." He squatted in front of Xie He, looking at his pale face with cold eyes, "Shao Deng. For the sake of your fate, I won't kill you today, but I think you are really very, very unpleasant."

He provoked Xie He's chin with a dagger, "It seems that you are not happy with Deng Jingwen. If you don’t have this face, then Deng Jingwen will probably not be interested in you. I will help you today. I wish you a good day. Get out of the sea of ​​bitterness. There will be no time limit, so you don’t have to thank me.” As soon as he said his words, he slightly inserted the tip of the knife into Xie He’s mouth. In Xie He’s horrified eyes, he moved upward along his right cheek. Draw!Suddenly the flesh and blood turned out, blood surged!

Xie He let out a scream, his head hung weakly on the ground, and a pool of blood spread under his head.

Zhao Ling glanced with satisfaction, put away his dagger, followed Zhao Hong and walked out.

[444: qaq!!!

[Xie He: Baby, you have the kung fu to cry, how about giving me a pain mask first?Smile jpg]

[444:...] But he can only block 30%!Huh huh!

[444: But... how do you know that he will ruin you?qaq

[Xie He: I don’t know, I just think he will definitely not let me go so easily. Ten percent will stabb me a few times before leaving. Then I will hit me with my face. Who knows he is so good... so fit My favorite professional cannon fodder, please give me another dozen!:)

[444:...] His tears were suffocating back alive... Will there be any problems with holding back so much, huh!!!

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It has been an hour since Xie He was tied up, but he has not heard anything from him.

Deng Jingwen swung everything on the table to the ground!Angrily shouted: "Find me! Get all of them out for me! A bunch of trash!"

There is no news yet, why is there no news... Deng Jingwen stood at the desk, staring at the phone in front of him.He wanted to fight back desperately and tell Zhao Hong to hand over Deng Zhuo!As long as he is willing to hand over Deng Zhuoping safely, money is not a problem, and bankruptcy is not a problem... But he can't.

That would only make Zhao Hong more confident!

If he loses his mind, who else will protect his boy?

Deng Jingwen's hand was tightly clenched into a fist. After such a long time, the boy was caught by Zhao Ling. Will he be tortured, injured, afraid... Will... be dead?

He couldn't control himself not to think about it, as long as he thought of the terrible encounter the boy might face, it seemed as if a hand was holding his heart tightly.

This is his fault... all because of him...

Thinking that he might lose the boy... the unprecedented panic almost drowned him.

He never knew that he could care about a person to this point, but he would rather never understand this.

[Ding, target Deng Jingwen's favorability level 2, current favorability rating 92]

Liu Yan just got the news and hurried to Deng Jingwen’s office. He saw Deng Jingwen sitting on the sofa with his hands clasped and his elbows on his knees. The man, who had always been calm and invincible, dropped his shoulders at this moment, and was stunned. Shrouded in despair.

He was startled by the sight, and for a moment he dared not make a sound.

Until Deng Jingwen raised his head and looked at him, the dark pupils seemed to be invisible.

Liu Yan was agitated and hurriedly said: "We know where he is!"

Deng Jingwen stood up abruptly, hurriedly walked out without saying a word in a panic!

Liu Yan sat quietly in the co-pilot and looked at Deng Jingwen through the rearview mirror, suddenly feeling very complicated.

As a person who has witnessed everything between Deng Jingwen and Deng Zhuo, he did not expect that one day things would develop to this point... Mr. Deng actually fell in love with the boy who was his son.

When they arrived, the apartment was already empty.

Deng Jingwen walked forward in spite of the danger. Before pushing the door, he suddenly paused. He found that he was actually afraid... afraid of seeing what he didn't want to see.However, he couldn't back down, his boy was still waiting for him to rescue him... Deng Jingwen stretched out his hand and pushed the door vigorously!

The sight in front of him stopped his breathing instantly!

His boy fell to the ground, the blood smearing under him was like a blossoming flower from the other shore, motionless, life and death unknown.

Deng Jingwen's hand hanging beside him trembled slightly uncontrollably... He walked over step by step and gently hugged the boy in his arms.

The boy's chest was slightly undulating, and Deng Jingwen suddenly felt hot in his eyes. He had never been so lucky...

His boy is still alive... still alive...

He hugged him gently, lest it hurt the boy a little harder.

Sorry, I will definitely protect you in the future, and never let you suffer this kind of harm...

He gently lifted the boy's tilted head, revealing the half of his face that was facing downward.

At this moment... Deng Jingwen felt that his blood was almost frozen.

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Xie He's injury was not serious, except for some bruises in his abdomen, only his face was injured.When he woke up, he found himself lying in Deng Jingwen's arms, under the familiar big bed.

He returned home.

"Xiao Zhuo..." Deng Jingwen didn't close his eyes all night, and immediately found the boy awake.He remembered the scene when he found the boy, the hideous wound on his face, and the dull pain in his heart, but he couldn't show it because he had to be strong enough for the boy to rely on.So he just hugged the boy and said in a nonchalant voice: "Are you awake, are you hungry?"

Xie He raised his eyes and looked at him with an unfamiliar and plain gaze, without speaking.

Deng Jingwen met this line of sight, for some reason, his heart seemed empty.In these eyes... there is no longer any dependence on him, no fear and awe of him, nothing, as if he was just looking at an insignificant stranger.

Although the boy was in his arms, he felt that he had lost him.

This recognition made Deng Jingwen's heart sink a little bit.

"Huh? Why don't you speak?" Deng Jingwen lowered his head slightly, his lips almost touching the boy's forehead, and his gentle voice was extremely depressive and almost unnoticeable. He smiled, "Are you blaming me for being late? ? Sorry, it was my fault, but I promise that I won't expose you to such a danger again, forgive me once?"

Xie He's expression finally changed slightly. He turned his eyes slightly and looked at Deng Jingwen, "I didn't blame you, thank you."

Deng Jingwen's movements became stiff, and his smile was a little reluctant: "Thanks...what am I?"

Xie He calmly said, "Thank you for saving me." I thought you would not come, but it doesn't matter if you don't come.

Deng Jingwen held his hand and slowly tightened it, as if this way, he could be sure that the boy was still in his arms and that he still had it... He said, "I should save you. Don't thank me."

Xie He slowly shook his head, his tone was light but his words were clear, "I am not your son. You can never save me, but you still saved me, so I should thank you. It's a pity that I have nothing to do. I'm sorry to thank you."

When he said this, he was calm from beginning to end, without any anger, as if only calmly narrating a fact.

No longer have any expectations, naturally there will be no resentment or dissatisfaction.

Deng Jingwen's heart finally sank to the bottom.

He always wanted the boy to know that he was not his father... Now the boy finally recognized this, but he didn't have the slightest feeling of happiness, because this was not what he wanted, he wanted the boy to treat him as a lover...and Not a stranger.

There was pain in Deng Jingwen's eyes. He forced himself to remain calm and said: "I know that you are in a bad mood right now, that's why you are so angry with me."

Xie He Jingjing looked at him, "Sorry...I didn't want to piss you off."

Deng Jingwen was silent for a while, and said: "Then don't say anything like this again. You have a good rest, and I'll bring you some food in." He walked out of the room and punched the wall where Xie He couldn't see it. !

Who could have imagined that he would want to deceive himself one day.

The boy who didn't want to admit that he didn't love him anymore and didn't care about him anymore.

Unwilling to admit that in the boy's eyes, he is just a cold and ruthless stranger who will hurt him.

As soon as Deng Jingwen left, Xie He got up and went to the bathroom, but the mirror in the bathroom had disappeared. He reached out and touched his face. There was a thick layer of gauze on his right cheek, because the effect of the anesthetic had passed. It hurts so hot, but even if you don't look at it... I probably know how terrible it will be.

When Deng Jingwen returned to the bedroom again, he found that the boy was no longer in the bed. A bad premonition emerged in his heart. As expected, he saw the boy standing in the bathroom, standing quietly facing the direction of the mirror.

His heart picked up in an instant, and he had no time to care about his pain and disappointment, and quickly walked over...Before he took the boy home, he had ordered people to remove all the mirrors, just for fear that the boy would see the sadness and sadness. .

But who can be fooled?

This is his beloved child. He originally wanted to protect him, but he couldn't do it.

He didn't know how to forgive himself.

Deng Jingwen looked at the boy's thin back and hugged his waist hard from behind. He tried to make his voice appear calm and gentle: "Xiao Zhuo, can I go and eat something?"

However, the boy didn't respond, he just stood blankly, as if he hadn't noticed his existence at all.

Deng Jingwen hugged such a boy. He felt that something was stuck in his throat, so that it seemed so difficult to say a word. He slowly said, "Hey, will you go out with me?"

For a long time...Xie He finally turned his head slowly. The gauze on his right cheek had been torn off, revealing a hideous wound. The scarlet wound stretched from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears. The densely intertwined black sutures were like a terrible centipede. On the red gully.

He fixedly looked at Deng Jingwen at such a close distance... vaguely saw his face reflected in the opponent's pupils.

Although there is no mirror, I know that this face is no longer beautiful, even if I look at it more, it will be disgusting...

When he thought of this, he suddenly laughed, laughing very relaxed and comfortable, as if he had relieved his burden.He has always known that he is a worthless waste, and apart from this face, there is probably nothing worthy of others to look at.

So what Deng Jingwen liked was nothing more than his face.

He once lost his dignity, used this face to beg for the mercy of a man, staying humble and humble by his side, knowing that all this will only be self-inflicted in the end, but still reluctant to leave... With little hope, think this Men, at least care about him a little bit.

Now he finally doesn't have to hesitate anymore, because he has lost even the last chips.

But he didn't feel sad, he was like a gambler who couldn't get away, and finally lost his last dollar, some of which were just relief.

The corners of Xie He's mouth raised, and the wound squirmed. The smile that should have been extremely bright at the moment was only ugly and twisted.But his tone was full of light and joy, as if he didn't care about it at all.

He said: "Sir, you once said that the only value I can stay in this home is to please my man."

"I think, I'm afraid I can't stay anymore."

"Because I can't please you anymore."