Chapter 1168 Let Mianmian go

Fu Song's heart stopped when he heard the gunshot.

When he realized that he had thrown the tea cup and hit Fu Yancheng, his fingertips froze instantly. He wanted to apologize, but he didn't know what to say.

Fu Yancheng slowly put the gun back, glanced at He Zhou, and then at Fu Song.

Only then did he realize that the person in the Fu family who really loved him was dead, and even helped Fu Xingzhou before he died.

My father also liked Fu Xingzhou in his heart, but he didn't show it in the early years.

Fu Yancheng was not disappointed. He had been in the Fu family for so many years, how could he not see it clearly?

Fu Xingzhou deliberately did this this time, wasn't it just to let him see the facts clearly?

He didn't say anything, put away the gun, raised his feet and planned to leave.

Fu Song didn't chase him, but sighed slowly.

"You are so ridiculous. He is your brother after all."

When he said this, his back was turned to He Zhou.

Therefore, he did not see the malice in He Zhou's eyes. Fu Yancheng could see the malice clearly.

He Zhou smiled at him and slowly wiped his neck. It was obvious that he came back with the purpose of killing Fu Yancheng.

He Zhou not only wanted to kill Fu Xingzhou, but also wanted to kill Fu Yancheng.

Originally, he only hated Fu Xingzhou. He hated having someone share the same body with him, but after seeing the kiss between Fu Yancheng and Sheng Mian, he found that the hatred was also replicated in Fu Yancheng. He also hated Fu Yancheng and wished he could do this. Both brothers must die.

Fu Yancheng looked at him deeply and left directly.

When Fu Song turned around, He Zhou had already restored his gentle demeanor.

Fu Song looked at the countless pinholes on He Zhou's arms, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

He Zhou could only sneer in his heart, because Fu Xingzhou had experienced all these pains. The person who was willing to put shackles on him back then was Fu Xingzhou, not He Zhou.

It's a pity that Fu Xingzhou is too weak now, so he only whispered in his mind: "Let Mianmian go."

Fu Xingzhou has become so weak that it is difficult to control this body anymore, and the last time he helped Sheng Mian escape without permission completely angered the mad dog He Zhou.

He Zhou replied to him in his mind.

"How could it be? I won't let her go, let alone Fu Yancheng. Fu Xingzhou, your identity is really useful, because everyone in the Fu family prefers you. Hahahaha, your brother's life is really a joke."

Fu Xingzhou didn't speak for a long time before sighing.

He Zhou ended the call with him in his mind, thinking of Fu Song's voice in front of him.

"Xingzhou, you are suffering."

Fu Song rarely returned to the Fu family. In the past, he would only come back during festivals. He was not good at expressing himself, so he just grabbed Fu Xingzhou's hand and stared at the pinholes.

These pinholes are shocking, and it is difficult to imagine what kind of torture Fu Xingzhou went through.

He Zhou curled his lips and spoke softly.

"Father, this is all what I should do. If I hadn't worked for the superiors back then, the person who suffered all this would probably have become Yancheng. I am his brother and I should bear all this for him."

Fu Song raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"When you have time, go and offer your grandpa a stick of incense."

Another sneer flashed across He Zhou's eyes, offering incense to the old man?

When he was with Mr. Fu at that time, he repeatedly mentioned in front of him the torture he suffered at the research base, and how those people locked him in a glass room like observing a raised poultry.

Everything about him is transparent. He is not a person at all, just an experimental subject.

The old man finally couldn't bear the news and promised to help him, and this was the situation on the edge of the cliff.