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After Chen Sheng was busy with the hospital affairs, he had been on standby in the dark.

Accompanied by Fan Changfeng's departure.

Chen Sheng was basically sure that Chu Yun should have nothing to do tonight. He just wandered into the bar and drank a drink.

"Where do you think he will go?" Chen Sheng asked, lighting a cigarette.

"Go to the place where he has the most sense of belonging," Chu Yun said.

"Go home?" Chen Sheng asked.

"Go to Black Pagoda." Chu Yun said with squinting eyes.

Chen Sheng was stunned, then nodded and said: "Indeed."

The voice just fell.

Chen Sheng was quite curious again and said, "According to what Fan Changfeng said. The man behind the assassination is already huge enough that he dare not betray him. He even voluntarily asked for death."

"What are you going to do?" Chen Sheng asked curiously.

Although he already has the answer.

I also knew how Chu Yun would think about it.

But after all, before he got the answer, Chen Sheng didn't want to guess wildly.

"If there are difficulties, escape is not a way. It has to be solved easily." Chu Yun said with squinting eyes. "A strong opponent is a motivation to sharpen oneself. It is not a reason to shrink."

Chen Sheng understood.

Stunned drinking.

Chu Yun will not give up.

Although Fan Changfeng's performance just now was too weird.

In order to protect the black hand behind the scenes, he could not even take his own life.

This is enough to prove the power of the black hand behind the scenes.

But Chu Yun is not the kind of person who evades when encountering difficulties.

Finding a solution is in line with Chu Yun's style.

"Are you for your majesty. Or for yourself?" Chen Sheng asked a very in-depth question.

A question that might not even be considered by Chu Yun.

"Both." Chu Yun said with squinting eyes. "There is another motivation."

"What?" Chen Sheng asked curiously.

"As a former soldier of the Shenlong Camp. I have an obligation to clean up this group of black sheep. A group of flies that are in vain of national interests!" Chu Yun said categorically.

Chen Sheng grinned and said, "I was surging with the blood you said."

Chu Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "I represent justice."

...

Black tower.

Although Mr. Shen has always lived alone at the headquarters.

But his source of information, as well as the eyes and ears of the entire Yanjing City.

Enough to let him stay at home, but can grasp all the information.

Including Chu Yun rescued Fan Changfeng tonight.

Including Fan Changfeng and Chu Yun parting, returning to the Black Pagoda.

Everything is under the control of Mr. Shen.

And through all this, Shen Lao also probably knew all the reasons for Fan Changfeng.

He was not only suspected, but also involved.

After all the Dongchuang incidents, someone wanted him to die.

Chu Yun rescued him because he wanted to know what was behind the scenes.

As for why Chu Yun let him go, and returned to Black Tower.

Old Shen knows. Fan Changfeng told himself.

When the two met again in the study. Fan Changfeng was obviously relieved.

There was also a familiar smile on his face.

But no longer confident and no longer proud.

Old Shen has always regarded him as a protégé protégé. Seeing him step by step down the purgatory, Shen Lao's heart was very painful. I also feel sorry for this young and promising Fan Changfeng.

One mistake, one mistake, completely ruined the whole life.

"Do you have anything to tell me?" Old Shen lighted a cigarette and said calmly.

"There are a lot of words." Fan Changfeng exhaled foul air. Sighed. "But I don't know where to start."

"The Fan family handed you over to me. I should have trained you to become a talent. This is what I promised to your grandfather." Shen Lao said slowly. "It's a pity. I failed your grandpa's hope."

"No. You are very kind to me." Fan Changfeng said, shaking his head. "Prior to this, Grandpa was also very satisfied with me. The reason I made a mistake. It has nothing to do with you. I didn't want to understand it myself. It was my own thinking that went wrong."

"Up to now, I haven't figured out why you want to do this. What is your motive? I can't figure it out even after thinking about it." Shen Lao said slowly. "Can you solve my puzzles?"

"I might just be impulsive." Fan Changfeng lit a cigarette and rubbed his stiff face. "I treat Chu Yun as an imaginary enemy. I want to hold him down, I want to stand on top of his head. I want to be a generation that is more popular than Chu Yun."

Upon hearing this, Shen Lao had a complicated and awkward expression.

He finally found Fan Changfeng's motive for doing stupid things.

Although even this motive seems so stupid.

But finally there is.

I can barely understand and accept it.

"Didn't you always regard Ye Zhiqiu as an idol?" Shen Lao sighed. "Even he can't beat Chu Yun. Why would you want to compete with him?"

"I didn't want to fight it myself." Fan Changfeng said. "I just want to use other people's energy to destroy him. Ye Zhiqiu fell because of this. In the end, I will become the biggest winner."

"Extremely stupid." Old Shen was suddenly a little angry. "How can a pie fall from the sky in this world? Even if it falls. Can you catch it? Is it for you?"

Fan Changfeng smiled bitterly: "It's too late to know all this now."

Old Shen opened his mouth. It was not too late to say something.

But when I thought of the people Fan Changfeng might come into contact with. He let out a long breath: "They want you to shut up forever?"

"Yes." Fan Changfeng nodded. "Chu Yun saved me once. He wants to get more inside information from my mouth."

"Did you say it?" Old Shen frowned.

"If I say. Can I still sit in front of you and smoke and drink tea?" Fan Changfeng smiled.

The smile was stiff and somewhat reluctant.

"If you make a mistake, you won't be able to look back." Old Shen sighed. "You are ashamed of everyone who trained you. I'm also sorry for this country."

"I know." Fan Changfeng's eyes flushed slightly. "I'm sorry to myself, too."

"I have worked so hard until today. I have worked so hard until today. But I was ruined by a ghost and a mess."

Fan Changfeng rubbed his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Old Shen. You said I am compared with Chu Yun. Isn't that too far? It's very stupid for me to even think about competing with him?"

"Yes." Shen Lao said in a deep voice. "He is better than you in every aspect. Everything he has dedicated to this country. You will not be able to catch up in ten lifetimes."

"And his origin ~www.wuxiaspot.com~His parents, including the Chu family where he lives. It's not what you can compare."

"Don't say it's you. Ye Zhiqiu is a lot worse than him." Shen Lao paused. "From the beginning. You made a very stupid decision. A self-destructive decision."

"Understood." Fan Changfeng smiled. "Like you said, it is reasonable for me to lose to him. There is nothing to blame."

"But you lose. You have to die." Old Shen said in pain.

"I know." Fan Changfeng nodded. "I'm ready too."

Fan Changfeng took out his gun.

Aim at your temple.

He smiled, and his eyes were filled with gratitude: "Old Shen. Thank you for your cultivation over the years. I am ashamed of you."

There was a bang.

Fan Changsheng fell down. Ended his life helplessly.