Chapter 482

"Isn't it too fake? It's hard for Yu shiting to play such martial arts." Tan Jingwei scratched his chin gently, and some green stubbles appeared again. He asked his fourth brother strangely:

"Does he think I'm an idiot and easy to cheat before acting? However, even if I'm an idiot, I'm unlikely to believe that he fought with a young younger generation?"

The fourth brother nodded beside Tan Jingwei.

"But no matter what Yu shiting looks like, whether it's real or fake, you always have to go and see what move the old guy is going to take. Such a big Shanghai ship king won't be so low." Tan Jingwei sighed. After that, he squeezed out an expression of anxiety and shock in the direction of song TIANYAO and Yu shiting, He shouted:

"Stop it! Stop it! Fourth brother! Come on! Pull them apart!"

Tan Jingwei and his fourth brother rushed to song TIANYAO. Not far in front of Huang Liu and others, the two sides had separated. Song TIANYAO was saying to Huang Liu, "sixth brother, shoot him!"

At this time, Huang Liu's muzzle had been raised and aimed at shiting.

Tan Jingwei pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at Song TIANYAO: "Hey, Mr. Song, it's too much. Don't scare boss when he's old."

Seeing Tan Jingwei pointing at Song TIANYAO, Huang Liu wanted to turn the muzzle of the gun to tan Jingwei, but song TIANYAO stepped forward, grabbed the gun in Huang Liu's hand and pulled the trigger in the direction of Yu shiting!

A "bang" shot! Ring through the quiet garden!

In the distance, some servants at home heard gunshots and subconsciously squatted on the ground! The maid preparing for tonight's dinner was even more frightened and screamed!

Yu shiting stood still. Uncle Shui stood in front of the world Pavilion. A bullet hole was punched on the ground in front of his feet. Green brick debris splashed on Uncle Shui's cloth shoes and pantyhose.

Tan Jingwei saw song TIANYAO shoot and almost pulled the trigger at the same time!

One shot hit Huang liujiao, who covered the muzzle for song TIANYAO. Song TIANYAO never went to see Tan Jingwei, but glared at Yu shiting and scolded, "old man, be careful! The bullet didn't hit you this time. I didn't cherish my life, but left a life for you to think clearly!

With that, song TIANYAO threw the gun to Huang Liu, turned and walked out!

Huang Liu took the gun in his hand, turned around and left behind song TIANYAO. Before leaving, he didn't dare to turn his back completely to several people. He half protected himself behind song TIANYAO, staring at Uncle Shui, Tan Jingwei and his fourth brother until he and song TIANYAO stepped out of the Jingyuan gate of Yu's home together, and then hugged song TIANYAO and left quickly.

In the quiet garden, Yu shiting took a few breaths, touched the blood mark on his forehead with his hand, and waved to Uncle Shui: "Uncle Shui, clean up and let Dr. Liu come and disinfect and bandage me.

"Yes, sir." Uncle Shui glanced at Tan Jingwei and his fourth brother, promised shiting and stepped back quickly.

Yu shiting looked up at Tan Jingwei. Tan Jingwei looked back at Yu shiting sincerely, just like a obedient younger generation.

"Go into the study and have a chat." Yu shiting said. He turned around and went back to the study first.

Tan Jingwei handed the pistol to his fourth brother and followed shiting into the study. There were still some tea stains and porcelain fragments on the floor of the study. Obviously, song TIANYAO and Yu shiting had quarreled inside and fell their tea cups.

Tan Jingwei avoided the debris on the ground. Yu shiting turned his back to tan Jingwei and looked at a picture of green Lingtian by Shi Tao hanging in his study. There were two sentences titled Shi Tao, floating clouds, high scholar tracks and dead trees.

"You've seen me make a fool of myself. Hey, I'm older and no more ambitious than I was. Twenty years ago, don't say you saw me make a fool of myself. You saw a little bit that you shouldn't have seen. At this time, you're already lying at the bottom of the Huangpu River." Yu shiting turned to tan Jingwei.

Tan Jingwei nodded repeatedly. His expression was like a good baby who was serious, studious and obedient. After shiting finished, he seemed to think carefully and speak slowly.

"Boss Yu, don't say twenty years ago. Now you don't think it's very difficult for me to lie at the bottom of the river. I just saw you make a fool of yourself this time. Isn't it too much? Some fake. If I lie at the bottom of the river because of something that makes me feel angry, I'm afraid I'll die in peace."

Yu shiting looks sullen and stares at Tan Jingwei. At this time, uncle Shui has come in with Yu's family doctor carrying a medicine box to help Yu shiting prepare to clean up his wound.

Tan Jingwei didn't dare to look at Yu shiting's eyes, turned his head, but deliberately used the voice that Shi Ting could hear and said, "it's really fake. Boss Yu is also a white face in Baile gate. How can he..."

Yu shiting was amused by Tan Jingwei's tone and suddenly changed from a gloomy face to laughter. He allowed the doctor to clean his forehead with alcohol cotton. He said, "you think it's fake or true. This play is not for you. You happen to meet it."

Tan Jingwei rubbed his chin with his finger: "if you don't show it to me, it's for those people waiting to attend the dinner outside? There were gunshots at the boss's house. How can it be a small thing? Thinking of this, even if you play it by the boss, I want to do it as a real thing."

"What do you want to do?" Yu shiting opened his mouth, and there was no resentment when he confronted song TIANYAO.

"The head of the Shanghai shipping merchant was shot by the Hong Kong people at home. When all the Shanghai people died? Of course, it's not for the boss's orders. We people below go to catch the song to let boss Yu vent our anger and hold boss Yu tightly. Even if Hong Kong can't do business, those routes in Europe can make a profit as long as boss Yu is willing to take care of them?" Tan Jingwei said to shiting.

Yu shiting sighed: "the acting surnamed song is because he relies on a big Bodhisattva behind his back. The Bodhisattva speaks. He is a little boy who can't even hold a bottle. Of course, he can't provoke it. It's hard to work hard for this young man surnamed song.

Tan Jingwei stared at Yu shiting without blinking: "I'm not curious about Mr. Song's acting. I'm just curious about why you want to act, boss Yu, because I really can't guess. What I just said should not be your sincerity“

Yu shiting stopped talking and quietly asked the doctor to bandage the wound.

When Dr. Liu finished dressing Yu shiting and withdrew from his study after saluting, Yu shiting looked at himself and waited for his answer, just like Tan Jingwei, a real younger generation in Shanghai.

"Zeng Chunsheng didn't go to Taiwan. Where did he go?"

Tan Jingwei lowered his head, put on a helpless smile at the corners of his mouth, and didn't answer.

Yu shiting sighed: "it's not worth dying for a fool like Zeng Chunsheng. Is it too late for me to kill you now?"