Zhuo Bufan left, and the lobby was silent.

Du Ruo stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the word "righteousness" with an iron pen and a silver hook. The blood at the corner of his mouth became thicker and thicker, slowly flowing down and falling on the stone slab, making a slight sound.

"puff"

When Zhuo Bufan went out, Du Ruo finally spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body went limp and he fell down.

"Gang leader!"

Wang Sanhu exclaimed, rushed over to support Du Ruo, and said hurriedly: "Gang leader, what's wrong with you? Just hold on, I'll carry you to find Mr. Ping!"

"Need not."

Du Ruo grinned, blood gushed out, and his teeth were stained with blood and turned red. He pushed Wang Sanhu away and stubbornly pushed his thin body up. He turned his back to Wang Sanhu and said softly: "Sanhu, tell me... brothers, will you blame me?"

Will you blame me?"

"Ah," Wang Sanhu said hurriedly: "Gang leader, what are you talking about? How can brothers blame you?"

A smile appeared on Du Ruo's face, looking at the big word "righteousness", full of ridicule, and murmured: "Blame me for being weak, so many brothers have been killed and crippled, but I can't even give an explanation."

I dare not ask for it, but I still ask others not to pursue it. Why not hold it accountable? If we don’t hold it accountable, so many innocent people have been killed. If we don’t hold it accountable, why don’t I even dare to ask for an explanation? If I don’t hold it accountable, I will be killed at the door and still have to kill the other party.

Will you send it back respectfully and politely?"

Wang Sanhu's face was livid. He looked at the aloof figure and felt uncomfortable in his heart. He stretched out his hand to hold the figure that seemed to be swaying in the strong wind but refused to fall, but he retracted his hand.

Who is the gang leader?

He didn't want anyone to see his current weak side.

"Gang leader, please don't put all the blame on yourself. We all understand that people have to bow their heads under the eaves. He Yijianmen... we can't afford to offend him, we don't dare to offend him, he just makes some random moves,

Our entire gang can’t survive, gang leader, it’s not your fault!”

"Yes," Du Ruo's body trembled slightly, and he whispered: "I am under the eaves, being humiliated like this, but still asking others not to pursue it... I, Du Shanjiang... I haven't been humiliated like this in many years.

How many years has it been?”

Putting his hands on his legs and struggling to stand up, Du Ruo walked unsteadily toward the door, muttering:

"You caught your enemy, but you didn't dare to touch him, and you sent him away politely... This... this is something that only happened so many years ago, Du Shanjiang... Mr. Du San...

…What a big name, what a big name!”

"puff"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and Du Ruo's mind went into chaos. The world in front of him was spinning. Blood sprayed on the door, staining a large area red, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

…………

At night, the stars are shining brightly, and a crescent moon hangs in the night sky. The moonlight shines like jade on the world. In the dark places where the moonlight cannot shine, there are loud insects chirping. In the courtyard deep in the Qingshi Lane, the lights are still bright.

, but there was a silence that was not there in the past, and a deathly silence shrouded it.

In the corridor outside a room, He Xie and Wang Sanhu, who were tied with gauze, were anxiously walking around. In the silence, there was only the sound of footsteps. After a long time, the door finally opened. Mr. Ping slowly came out and gently closed the door.

.

Wang Sanhu and He Xie hurriedly approached, lowered their voices, and asked: "Mr. Ping, how is the gang leader?"

Old Mr. Ping waved gently and led the two of them to a quiet place. He took off the medicine box hanging on his body and threw it to Wang Sanhu. He said softly: "The gang leader is fine. It's just that he is anxious. Just rest for a while. However, the gang leader

You are already weak, so you two should be careful not to let the gang leader be disturbed again."

"I understand, I understand." Wang Sanhu hung up Mr. Ping's medicine box and frowned, saying: "But Mr. Ping, as the saying goes, heart medicine needs heart medicine to heal, and the gang leader's heart disease..."

Mr. Ping sighed, walked forward slowly, and said: "Gang leader, although he is always calm and calm on weekdays, it seems that there is nothing that matters to him except studying, but he is such a proud person. He

How proud he is, it’s normal for him to feel uncomfortable after being so humiliated today!”

"The gang leader has his own pride, which none of us can understand. We can only let him go and let him figure it out on his own, alas!"

Mr. Ping shook his head and left slowly.

He Xie took the medicine box from Wang Sanhu's hand and followed him. Wang Sanhu needed to stay and take care of Du Ruo, so he stayed, sat on a chair in the corridor, looked at the room still burning with candlelight, and sighed softly,

He raised his head, looked at the bright moon, and said softly: "Yes, the gang leader is such a proud person, how can we people understand?"

…………

The peach blossoms in the courtyard were completely gone, leaving only the fruits whose shapes I could see. A gentle breeze blew open a window, and a ray of sunlight penetrated in and fell on that delicate face.

Du Ruo slowly sat up from the bed. It took him a while to put on his clothes. Du Ruo slowly stood up and opened the door. He suddenly felt much more energetic. He had been lying in the room for the past few days, with the strong smell of medicine.

, it’s really hard to lift your spirits.

"Gang leader, why did you come out?"

Wang Sanhu, who was carrying the medicine, hurriedly put the medicine bowl in his hand on the window sill, took off his robe and put it on Du Ruo, supported Du Ruo, and said: "Gang leader, you are not feeling well yet, I will help you go in to rest.

"

Du Ruo took a deep breath and said, "No, I'm really depressed staying in the house. I'll get sick even if I'm not sick. Help me out for a walk."

"That's fine." Wang Sanhu nodded and said, "Then, Gang Leader, let's go for a walk in the bamboo forest!"

"Forget it, the bamboo forest is too far away. Just help me sit by the pond and make a cup of tea." Du Ruo said.

Wang Sanhu's eyelids twitched and he said hurriedly: "Gang leader, gang leader, what's interesting about that pond? Let's go to the bamboo forest. The scenery there is beautiful, and..."

Du Ruo suddenly frowned, turned to stare at Wang Sanhu, and said coldly: "Are you hiding something from me?"

"Ah?" Wang Sanhu said in shock: "Gang leader, why do you say that? What can I hide from you? I..."

"explain."

Du Ruo's pale face became serious, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Wang Sanhu.

Being stared at by Du Ruo, Wang Sanhu's heart was in his throat. He swallowed his saliva and said sarcastically: "Gang leader, there really is no..."

Du Ruo narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression even colder.

"Okay, let me tell you," Wang Sanhu swallowed his saliva and said, "Mr. Ping didn't let me say that... Chen Baichuan and Brother Chen are kneeling by the pond, begging you to let Chen Li go.

He has been kneeling for two days and two nights. I was planning to tell you before, but Mr. Ping said he couldn't let you do the work. We didn't even tell you about the cooperation and handover with the Nanshan Gang..."

The breeze blew, Du Ruo tightened his tight clothes, glanced towards the pond, and said slowly: "Let's go and have a look."

Wang Sanhu had no choice but to help Du Ruo slowly go down the steps and said: "Recently, many brothers in the gang want to come to plead for Chen Li. Alas, she is indeed pitiful. Boss Chen died for the gang last year, and his son died again this year.
Chapter completed!