The Wu River is vast and flows to the distant place where it does not know its future.

On the banks of the river, there was a figure, carrying a luggage bag in one hand and a suitcase in the other, walking all the way.

"Deputy Mayor, Cheng Xingye, next!"

He smiled.

Under the dim light, his smile grabbed the scar on his left face, extremely ferocious.

The wind continued to blow, and Wu Zhiyuan continued to walk along the river.

Gradually, he curled his smile.

"I'm devil!" A terrifying look flashed across Wu Zhiyuan's eyes.

I still remember that when he learned about Chen Xi's disappearance in Chengdu, he was furious. That night, he calmly killed and kidnapped Chen Xi.

But when he walked out of the Oriental Hotel, he cried!

He called Yang Qianmei and said he had killed someone!

That was his first time killing someone! That feeling was very powerless.

I still remember that in Yucheng, in a cemetery, he killed Chen Shengtian, cut off his tendons and hands almost with one knife, and finally cut his throat and died.

This is almost equivalent to murder! He still remembers that in front of Liu Yun's grave, the bouquet of white roses stained with blood.

That feeling was very sad and angry.

I still remember that he used a pen to pierce Jiang Ruolin's throat. The feeling was very disappointed, and he was extremely disappointed with the corruption of power!

When he came to Wucheng, he killed a few women with orchids. The feeling was very heartbreaking, because he knew that Chen Xi was tortured in Huan'er's hands, but he had no choice!

But no matter what, in the past, every time he killed someone, he would have a strong emotional fluctuation in his heart!

He doesn't want to kill anyone, but he has to kill him!

Now, when he held the gun and pulled the trigger to Dong Qinghe's chest, when his bullet passed through Dong Qinghe's head again, there was no trace of turmoil in his heart.

"When did my heart become numb?" Wu Zhiyuan frowned slightly.

He knew very well that the feeling of killing Dong Qinghe at that time was very calm, as if he had killed a pig or dog!

This feeling is undoubtedly very uncomfortable!

Wu Zhiyuan doesn’t like this feeling!

He is a good man with flesh and blood, passion, when did his blood start to get cold?

When Wu Zhiyuan thought about it, he couldn't help but feel scared!

He is a human being, not a cold-blooded and ruthless executioner!

"It shouldn't be like this! Xiaoxi knows, will I blame me?" Wu Zhiyuan found a chair and sat down dejectedly.

He spread his palms and looked at them repeatedly.

For a moment, he seemed to see black shadows wandering on his palm, bloody and gloomy. Among these shadows, there were the three brothers of Gao Jie, Wang Wen and his son, Chen Shengtian, Xiang'er, Jiang Ruolin... and Dong Qinghe...

"What's wrong with me?" Wu Zhiyuan's face turned pale, "Am I uneasy?"

"Why am I uneasy? Is it guilty because of blood debt?" Wu Zhiyuan murmured to himself.

"It's right to be uneasy, it proves that you are still human!" At this moment, a middle-aged man came to Wu Zhiyuan from afar.

"It's you!" Wu Zhiyuan said coldly.

Isn’t this person the fortune teller who was on the Wujiang River a few days ago?

He still remembered that when he was leaving, this man gave him a sentence: There is a great road to the east, and ride a horse into Wucheng. If you don’t know that the people of Wu sing, you will have a soulmate!

He disdained to look at the time and went north at the intersection of Baihua Street. He witnessed a little girl being hit by a car with his own eyes. Fortunately, he sent the little girl to the medical field in time, otherwise...

Later, he went east to investigate and found that clues about Chen Xi were indeed developed. At least, whether it was Ma Xingbang or Dong Qinghe, they were related to Wu Yudie.

I never thought that I would meet this person here tonight.

Could it be that he deliberately guided himself at that time? Just like Chu Xiong at the time?

Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but become deeply alert.

"Little brother, don't get me wrong. My family lives in the house in front. I didn't follow you!" the middle-aged man said embarrassedly.

"Then what are you looking for me?" Wu Zhiyuan said in a cold voice.

"Do you remember the palmistry I showed you last time?"

The middle-aged man said, "I saw blood! It was all blood. Now when I saw you, the hostility on you became a little heavier! Little brother, it's not good to go on! Sooner or later, you will be lost in the abyss of sin! That's why you feel uneasy!"

"How to resolve it?" Wu Zhiyuan asked.

"It cannot be resolved!" the middle-aged man shook his head.

"Are you teasing me?" Wu Zhiyuan was furious and stood up.

"You are Tiansha Lone Star! It cannot be resolved!" The middle-aged man shook his head again.

"Tiansha Lone Star? Nonsense!" Wu Zhiyuan took a step forward and lifted the middle-aged man's collar!

"The lonely star light is generated in my life, my brothers and friends are hung up, I will defeat my father, mother and wife, and my life will be lonely and depressed!" The middle-aged man sighed, "I can't untie your fate!"

"Resist my father, my mother, my wife, and my life is lonely and depressed!" Wu Zhiyuan let go, laughed bitterly, and staggered back, "So that's it... It turns out that I'm the life of a lonely star. No wonder my mother passed away when I was seven years old, and my grandmother left me when I was fifteen years old. At the age of twenty-two, my father was in jail. As soon as she met Xiaoxi, she suffered misfortune. She was killed by someone just a few days after she met Sister Huang Li! It turns out that I defeated them!"

"So, I'm really a disaster star!" Wu Zhiyuan roared in his heart, and his eyes gradually became red.

"Little brother, wake up!" The middle-aged man stepped forward and patted Wu Zhiyuan on the shoulder hard.

"What are you doing!" Wu Zhiyuan shouted, "You are so confused, why are you doing nonsense?"

"Things are due to humans!" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "Some people are destined, but some things can be changed! I said, you feel uneasy, it is a good thing, it proves that you are still an individual and have a conscience!"

"Since you are uneasy, do what makes you feel at ease! Go on unswervingly!"

"Do what makes you feel at ease..." Wu Zhiyuan murmured with his head down.

"Then I'll ask you!" Wu Zhiyuan raised his head and asked, "There is a girl who is beautiful and kind, who has been kidnapped. Now, she is still suffering. Should I find her at all costs?"

"That's of course!" said the middle-aged man, "This is a good thing, you should find her!"

"I know I should find her, and as you said, I am unwavering!" Wu Zhiyuan continued, "But if I find her, I have to kill someone?"

"This..." the middle-aged man choked, "If it was to save people, they were forced to kill people, and those who were killed were not good people, it is understandable!"

"So, are you fucking encouraging me to commit crimes?" Wu Zhiyuan's tone became extremely cold. "Actually, some people deserve to die. I won't be upset about it. I'm afraid... that girl will blame me in the future!"

"She won't blame you!" said the middle-aged man.

"I'm even more afraid. Even if I find her, she will suffer misfortune again because of me! You said, how should I do it?" Wu Zhiyuan continued.

"On ordinary times, listen to your own voice more, ask what it wants, and do it!" The middle-aged man patted Wu Zhiyuan's shoulder and turned around.

"Listen to the voice in your heart?" Wu Zhiyuan murmured, his eyes gradually becoming firmer, "I have always known what I am doing, I have always known! Fuck the Tiansha Guxing, I said, Xiaoxi, I want to protect you for a lifetime!"

Wu Zhiyuan looked at the middle-aged man's back, his eyes narrowed, and he shouted: "Do you know Chu Xiong?"

When the middle-aged man heard the sound, he paused and kept silent, gradually disappeared from Wu Zhiyuan's vision.

"Sure!" Wu Zhiyuan sneered, "I am another pretender. No wonder I know the truth about me. It turns out that I am Chuxiong! Seeing my hands full of blood? Humph!"

"No matter what your purpose is, thank you for trying your best to enlighten me!"

"Cheng Xingye's identity is extraordinary. We need to make a long-term plan and go home first, otherwise Sister Meng Ran will be worried again!"

Wu Zhiyuan picked up his luggage bag and suitcase, took steps and headed north.

...

It was dark in the dark, and when Wu Zhiyuan appeared again, he had already arrived in the north of the city.

This is an isolated building, with a room with lights on.

"Sister! I'll go back..." Wu Zhiyuan opened the door, but found that Liu Mengran was leaning against the sofa and fell asleep.

Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly stopped the sound, closed the door gently, and walked into the room.

"You've suffered!" Wu Zhiyuan came to Liu Mengran and quietly put down his luggage.

He also knew that Liu Mengran must be worried about him and was waiting for him to come back, so he was too tired.

Wu Zhiyuan found a blanket and covered it with Liu Mengran, but at this moment, Liu Mengran's eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyes.

"Xiaoyuan, you are back!" Liu Mengran said in surprise, "I'll go and give you a bowl of noodles!"

"I'm not hungry!" Wu Zhiyuan felt warm in his heart. This woman was thinking about herself at all times.

"Sister, what do you think this is?" Wu Zhiyuan opened the box and the red banknotes immediately appeared in front of Liu Mengran.

"This..." Liu Mengran was shocked, "Xiaoyuan, where did you get this money!"

"Sister, please put away the money. After a while, you can get it to an account for me!"

"You want..." Liu Mengran's eyes flashed, thinking.

"There are some children in the mountains in our country who can't even afford to go to school. Since this money is not clean, why not use it to do something good!" Wu Zhiyuan said in a deep voice.
To be continued...