Chapter 349: The Wolf Smoke

One day later, the Fireworks City achieved harmonious unity on the surface, but the complex network that was entangled in the mistake was destroyed by Zhang Ziwenyi.

A man looked at the information about Zhang Ziwen brought by his subordinates, and his smile became brighter and brighter. Such an opponent should be able to give himself a more exciting life. The temperament of Shu Shu almost made everyone ignore his age, and he was only twenty-five years old at this time.

Feng Xiyun's body only felt a heat sensation. Zhang Ziwen beside him became his radiator. Feng Xiyun tried hard to lean her body towards Zhang Ziwen. Zhang Ziwen frowned slightly and whispered: "I know this medicine is powerful this time. I told you not to take it just now. I don't believe it. I will not sacrifice myself to save you." Feng Xiyun's body trembled by Zhang Ziwen's words, and her consciousness became much clearer, but she could clearly feel that her reason was being swallowed up in a slight sense. That feeling was very strange. She wanted to control but wanted to sink.

Feng Xiyun, who was as charming as silk, said with a strong look: "I will not look for you even if I feel so uncomfortable."

After saying this, he immediately felt his mistake and quickly looked at Zhang Ziwen. Zhang Ziwen suddenly leaned his face against Feng Xiyun and said, "Oh, is that right? Then you mean you are feeling very uncomfortable now." After that, Zhang Ziwen hugged Feng Xiyun's hand tighter.

Feng Xiyun murmured in a low voice, not knowing whether it was comfortable or uncomfortable. Li Qiang and Daqi nearby all smiled at Zhang Ziwen. Ji Dong even shamelessly walked to Zhang Ziwen and said, "This, Brother Wen, you have so many women, and you don't care about taking one more woman. I think you can even take my sister Ji together, but I can remind you not to get kidney deficiency." Ji Dong's serious look made Feng Xiyun want to kill him, but Zhang Ziwen said indifferently: "You brother Wen, may I have kidney deficiency?" His eyes floated towards Feng Xiyun with warm eyes.

Several people burst into laughter, Feng Xiyun cursed shamelessly, pinched Zhang Ziwen's waist and ran out.

Zhang Ziwen shouted and said, "Everyone is wary today. They may counterattack. We will celebrate when the Fireworks City is truly unified."

There is no bloody battle, there is Zhang Ziwen's plan, to capture the king first, except for the mysterious character, all the others were under house arrest by Zhang Ziwen.

Although the delicate balance has always been broken by Zhang Ziwen, it has also allowed other people to truly see the speed of rapid expansion, but outsiders can't help but have doubts about Zhang Ziwen's own strength.

After walking out of the headquarters of the Fengtian Gang, Zhang Ziwen felt refreshed by the cold wind. After all, a rotten bone was temporarily chewed on him. As for whether he could truly unify it, Zhang Ziwen knew that it would take some time.

Although Feng Xiyun ran out, she slowed down after leaving the headquarters of the Fengtian Gang. In fact, she felt an unprecedented emptiness at this time.

Fifteen years ago, my father borrowed money from usury. He lost all the money because he went to gambling and borrowed it again, which led to an irreplaceable hole. On the night of 30, it was supposed to be a happy day, but the debt collector came to collect the debt. The family had no money to pay it back. Those people cut their father to death, their mother to death, and their sister was taken by several people.

In Feng Xiyun's heart, it was a horrible memory that she would never want to mention. She hid in the corner and felt that the sky would step down, because her father in the pool of blood kept stretching out his hand to her and said, "Yunyun must live well." That year, Feng Xiyun was ten years old. She vowed to avenge her parents, so Feng Xiyun strongly learned various business social engagements and methods until he met Ji Dong, a young man, as if his beauty had been filtered by Ji Dong, and the blue magician quickly became a beautiful scenery in the brilliance of the small bridge and flowing water.

After returning from memories, Feng Xiyun realized that she was already in tears. Zhang Ziwen was just walking quietly with her, without any expression or comfort, just walking quietly.

The more Zhang Ziwen did this, the more aggrieved Feng Xiyun felt, and the broken beads immediately connected again. Zhang Ziwen gently hugged Feng Xiyun in his arms, allowing tears to drip against his clothes.

"I will definitely avenge you for your grudge. I am a black society, but I am not a robber." Zhang Ziwen said softly. For this woman who is pure and innocent in the dust, Zhang Ziwen has an indescribable love, love, and pity. After knowing her life experience, Zhang Ziwen even wanted to take care of this poor woman.

Feng Xiyun's body suddenly shook, and she rushed to the ground and broke free from Zhang Ziwen's arms with all her strength. Her face had turned extremely cold, and she asked angrily: "Are you investigating me?"

Zhang Ziwen's expression is now extremely awkward. This woman's experience was told by Ji Dong. He didn't expect that this woman was so sensitive to her affairs. Maybe this woman was too strong.

Zhang Ziwen spread his hands helplessly and said, "No matter what, I will do it for your own good. Leave your hatred to the man, and be your blue charmer."

"I don't need it, you don't need my business to interfere." Feng Xiyun almost shouted.

"Is that right?" Zhang Ziwen smiled, and suddenly Feng Xiyun hugged her arms, waved her hand, and a taxi under her jurisdiction drove over, pulled the car door, and threw Feng Xiyun into the car. Sitting in the cab, Zhang Ziwen said: "Then let you see the black and social world, and then you decide whether you want me to help you."

Xiali's car was almost driven to the limit by Zhang Ziwen. Feng Xiyun, who was a little unreasonable, struggled to get out at first, but was deeply submerged by fear after a while. The scenery next to the car moved back quickly like a shadow, and it was impossible to see clearly what it was. The red light like a flashing light indicates that the car speed has reached a terrifying level now.

On a street corner of an almost civilian area, the car stopped with an exaggerated drift. Zhang Ziwen said to Feng Xiyun, who was about to vomit with some fun: "Today I will let you see what a real black society means."

Feng Xiyun walked out of the car unconvincedly, not knowing what this man who was two years younger than her was to do, glaring at the man who had exposed all the scars in his heart.

Zhang Ziwen walked towards the alley with slow steps. Feng Xiyun subconsciously followed her with her bag, because such a dark alley made her feel a sense of innate fear.

Suddenly, I felt that I had kicked something. I lowered my head and looked carefully. Feng Xiyun's scream immediately resounded throughout the dark night.

Zhang Ziwen sneered, this is just the simplest beginning, isn’t it? Today I want to give you real insights on the most evil side of mankind.

"At the beginning of human beings, people are inherently good. For the cruel modern society, this is no longer suitable for the theory. Here you can see the bloody and evil view that you may not see in your entire life." Zhang Ziwen looked at Feng Xiyun with a sneer, with a look of fear, because under her feet was a broken corpse.

Without an arm, there was unwillingness in his eyes, his body was covered with scars, and the lights of the headlights made the atmosphere even more strange. Feng Xiyun's head has temporarily lost the ability to think. Although it was not the first time he saw a dead person, he still couldn't withstand such a blow in his limited thinking.

Zhang Ziwen sneered. Perhaps many people would think that they had won the title of Fireworks City overlord so simply. In fact, only he who is in it knows the twists and turns best. The 300 elites are just a secret. This place called the Blood Cave is where Feiyun will really need to conquer Fireworks City.

He hugged Feng Xiyun and walked towards the alley with great strides, and said in his heart that he hoped that this Blood Cave organization would not disappoint him.

Feng Xiyun let Zhang Ziwen hug her and forgot to think. The smell of blood was getting clearer and clearer when she penetrated her nose, but a voice in her heart seemed to tell herself that this was the world in her heart, and she wanted to take revenge on the world? In the past, I kept thinking about the abuse, insulting, and Lingchi in various ways to punish the people who hurt her. But why do I feel fear now? I can't, I have to be strong. Thinking of this, Feng Xiyun's mood seemed to be much better, and she dared to face up to the many bloody smells that came to her face, as well as those incomplete corpses.

This adapted to the bloody scene now, which Zhang Ziwen did not expect. Looking at Feng Xiyun and Zhang Ziwen, who was already stable, hugged her tighter again.

Turning around an alley, a large slaughterhouse came into view of the two people. The black-clothed ones were obviously the dead soldiers sent by Feiyunhui. All of them were poor in their families. Finally, they defected to Feiyunhui and all volunteered to participate in this dead soldiers operation. Before leaving, Zhang Ziwen had already told them that this was likely an irregular operation, but no one withdrew. This has to be said that Zhang Ziwen made a clever arrangement. As long as you arrange the funeral of the family after his death, for those living in the strata, being able to arrange their families is the greatest favor to them. The two sides have lost their rationality, only enemies, comrades, bloodstains, various organs of the human body, and internal organs constantly stimulate people's sensory nerves.

A man covered in blood with a white headband came to his face. Zhang Ziwen didn't look at him anymore, kicked a knife, held the knife with one hand and flew out. The man fell down without reconciliation.

"Stand behind me. I don't want you to die before you take revenge." Zhang Ziwen said softly, then his eyes changed, and there was no sense of color. He hugged Feng Xiyun with one hand, and Zhang Ziwen flew up instantly. The elegance felt like he was flying. At this moment, the bloody scene seemed to have become much more exciting in front of Feng Xiyun. The feeling of breaking away from the earth was so perfect.

A sword appeared in his hand instantly. The sword was black all over, but there was a faint light in the black. The sword body flew into the crowd and moved across the left quickly. Feng Xiyun, wearing a white sweater, formed a sharp contrast with Zhang Ziwen, who was wearing a black dress, as if a gorgeous halo was quickly moved to the right, but the sword shadow was spewing out of the sword. The near-limit speed left Zhang Ziwen and Feng Xiyun without any trace of blood stains.

Feng Xiyun's eyes emitted a strange brilliance. Such a man who dominates and blood in such a dominant and bloody momentum does not rely on anyone, and kills all over the world. Who can look down on China?

The man wearing a white headband in the crowd saw this man who was hugging a woman and calmly killed his companions. He quickly solved the person in front of him who dared to challenge the blood cave, forming a huge encirclement. No one knew what kind of training method they were when there was no enemy. The person who entered the blood cave must first receive the baptism of being with the wolf. Perhaps no one knew what kind of animal the wolf was. This kind of animal that lived in groups would not fight, but once he decided to fight, it would mean his desperate efforts.

Those who can survive are qualified to enter the next assessment to become first-level students in the blood cave, and those who come to fight today are all third-level students. Then all of these people are those who survived the struggle on the verge of death and survive the game of survival and killing each other. You can think of their strength.

Without words, a cross-section of eyes, dozens of people rushed towards Zhang Ziwen in the middle like a pack of wolves, and the sword light instantly shone the entire slaughterhouse.

Zhang Ziwen shouted, "Feng Xiyun, grab me." Then his body "flyed" again, the sword body was downward, the sword tipped the ground, and rebounded quickly. The sword light quickly rotated for a week. With the metal-like sound of Ding Dingdang, all the swords that came up in the blood skull broke. After the Chengying Sword broke the countless swords, the sword body trembled slightly, as if it was a refreshing sound.

Such a strange scene only made the Blood Cave people stunned for a few seconds. Another round of attacks came in an instant. Zhang Ziwen's hand did not stop. Chengying, who was trembling with his sword, shouted loudly, and ten percent of his strength came out, Chengying came out and killed all directions.

The knife in the hand that rushed up the front seemed to have no resistance after touching Zhang Ziwen's sword. The knife handle and the blade body instantly separated, but Chengying's castration did not decrease at all. The man had no chance to react. The sword had swept across his waist, and his legs were separated from his body like this...

At this time, the people behind Zhang Ziwen also took action at the same time. After the baptism of life and death, they learned how to cooperate to truly survive. When such a powerful person appears, they do not need to take into account the morality of the world. Siege is the best way.

Feng Xiyun's medicinal power seemed to be on the rise again, and gradually the strength in her hands was lost. The hand holding Zhang Ziwen's waist loosened some of them. She expected that at this time, four people chopped at Feng Xiyun at the same time.

Zhang Ziwen quickly shook Feng Xiyun away and went to meet their attacks. At this time, the few people in front of Zhang Ziwen also started to attack at the same time. Because Zhang Ziwen used too much force just now, there was no time to defend the person who attacked him again. Feng Xiyun's arm was slashed hard in that brief moment.

Seeing the injured blood cave people seemed to have inspired their blood, and even more terrifying attacks followed.

Zhang Ziwen, who resolved the four attacks behind, turned around and suddenly discovered Feng Xiyun's blood-stained arm, who was not sure whether it was chopped or the medicine was scattered by the medicine. The anger rushed to his heart, and there was no human figure in his eyes.

After wielding his sword body with all his strength, Zhang Ziwen swung his sword 360 degrees, he angrily inserted Chengying on the ground, whistling to the sky, and Zhang Ziwen's thick and powerful screams resounded throughout the bloody night.

He always thought that his martial arts skills had reached the peak, but reality cruelly told Zhang Ziwen that even if he had the ability to break through the siege of ten thousand enemies, he could not protect the safety of the people around him. This is a very cruel fact. At this moment, Zhang Ziwen vowed to become stronger and not to let the people around him suffer any more harm.

Zhang Ziwen, who had thought about it, suddenly pulled up Chengying on the ground, held the sword handle in his hand and raised his head suddenly, glaring at the Blood Cave Killer who had rushed up, with his eyes showing fierce light. Since the Blood Cave is called the Blood Cave, let the blood flow here into a river.

The first person who rushed up was just about to catch up with Zhang Ziwen's anger, with the accumulated anger, without any fancy moves, Chengying Sword directly penetrated into the heart of the person who rushed in, and the sword edge directly penetrated out of the person's body. The blood cave killer who thought he was very capable slowly lowered in his surprised eyes.

First, Zhang Ziwen did not stop the movement in his hand, quickly dodged his body away from another human attack, and turned his left hand into a palm, which was almost Kaitian and slashed on the head of the white headband. The person who was slashed by Zhang Ziwen was like a broken skull, and his eyes were deeply concave, and then blood flowers were shot out. From a distance, they looked like a pair of terrifying eyes projecting blood flowers.

Second, even such a result did not satisfy Zhang Ziwen. According to Master Huo’s previous statement, Kaitian’s palm should be able to smash the skull directly. Zhang Ziwen did not reach that level, and Ziqiang’s heart was once again respectful, and the speed in his hand was even more stable. Chengying seemed to feel Zhang Ziwen’s anger, and the slightly sharp sword light shone out again. This was also the second time Chengying emitted such light.

Zhang Ziwen leaned back, and the sword light pointed directly at the attacking people. The sword light without any sense of color was like a surging tide to demonstrate to the killer of the blood cave.

Even though the killer of the Blood Cave has the strength that cannot be ignored, it is still a very high level for a rare monster like Zhang Ziwen. At least now, the group attack among these people cannot defeat Zhang Ziwen who broke out on the brink of anger.

Feng Xiyun just squinted her eyes and looked at Zhang Ziwen who was constantly wielding the peerless magic sword in the sword light. The wound on her arm seemed to have no effect on her, but she didn't know that it had a big blow to Zhang Ziwen, especially after the Zheng Yulian incident, Zhang Ziwen's heart was deeply stinging again and again, which also caused the reason for the long-standing anger that Zhang Ziwen has exploded.

Since I don’t think about whether I can succeed, since I have chosen the distance, I will only care about wind and rain. I don’t think about whether cold wind and rain will come from behind me. Since the goal is the horizon, all I can leave to the world is my back. This is the most beautiful scene in my life that Feng Xiyun saw, which fascinated her more than the pleasing and strange scenery. Her slightly confused eyes showed a strange brilliance.

Following Zhang Ziwen's body in the air, he was like a hell messenger, without pity for anyone, but just a bloody massacre on his side, not giving anyone a chance to escape. This is the most real idea in Zhang Ziwen's heart.

Feng Xiyun turned her face to the side, looked at Zhang Ziwen's face as sharp as a knife, and hugged her hand that was holding Zhang Ziwen even tighter.

I don’t know how many people I killed, and there was no one who could stand up in the entire slaughterhouse. Zhang Ziwen slowly put down the Chengying in his hand and stared blankly at the scene like a graceful hell. There was no complete corpse, and none died peacefully. Many blood cave killers wrote on their faces, which was the kind of fear from the heart. For the killers in this killer training group, the cruel training even dispelled all the fear in their hearts to the massacres throughout the sky, but Zhang Ziwen was almost sent to the gods who came down to earth and sent them to experience what fear was once again.

"Ziwen." Feng Xiyun shouted softly. This was the first time she called Zhang Ziwen like this. Her slightly red face made people believe that this woman is the top player in the small bridge and flowing water, and the domineering woman in the social circle of the Fireworks City.

Zhang Ziwen's body trembled, and the sudden stop of his movements made him feel like he was about to be exhausted. In addition, his words hiding behind me made Feng Xiyun feel a little embarrassed after calming the murderous and abused yu.

Feng Xiyun, who has always been good at observing words and expressions, seemed to feel the reason why Zhang Ziwen was embarrassed and said, "Ziwen, can we leave here first? I..." He stopped talking about Feng Xiyun.

Zhang Ziwen turned his head and looked at Feng Xiyun in confusion, who wanted to speak but didn't say anything. Her dark temperament just now immediately turned into the current sunny boy, or a man. Even Chengying in her hand almost lost her luster and turned into a dull black.

Feng Xiyun bit her lip and said, "I want to wash the blood on my body now, and I still have to deal with the wound."

Zhang Ziwen was stunned and then remembered the injured Feng Xiyun. He just wanted to burst out the anger he had suppressed for a long time in his heart, and forgot about Feng Xiyun's injury. Now that he was suddenly mentioned, he immediately felt a little embarrassed, so he hugged Feng Xiyun and ran out of the slaughterhouse almost like flying.

Zhang Ziwen, who was driving, looked around to see if there was a hospital. From time to time, he looked at Feng Xiyun sitting on the passenger seat. Feng Xiyun had not spoken since she got in the car, but just kept looking at the passing scenery outside the car. When Zhang Ziwen stopped at the door of a seemingly relatively xx Union Hospital, Feng Xiyun suddenly said, "Ziwen, I don't want to go to the hospital, I'm afraid." That pitiful look made Zhang Ziwen feel that this woman seemed to have many inexplicable shadows.

After thinking about it, I quickly parked my car at the door of a hotel called Mingyue, and asked for a suite like a couple checking in a room.

After Feng Xiyun entered the room, she immediately ran towards the bathroom, and then there was a rustling sound of water in the bathroom. Zhang Ziwen sat alone in the living room thinking about what happened today. Fireworks City had almost made half of the country with his own efforts. Then the next thing was to have a place in the commercial circle of Fireworks City, but how to get in? Everyone knows that all cities near the Imperial City have an extremely xenophobic personality. How to break through this barrier is the most important thing. As she thought about it, she didn't notice that Feng Xiyun had put on her pajamas and stood beside her staring at herself.

The white slightly transparent pajamas almost made Zhang Ziwen, who turned from his thoughts to reality, see the tempting scene in the pajamas. The only thing that made Zhang Ziwen feel regretful was that the pajamas were too tight. If he could see the skin after bathing, then... Even though he knew that this was not good, Zhang Ziwen could not help but take a few more glances.

Feng Xiyun certainly felt Zhang Ziwen's gaze. Feng Xiyun saw the most of this gaze. Invisibly, Zhang Ziwen was also included in the ranks of perverts, but she didn't know that the figure who was slaughtering in the slaughterhouse had long been deeply recorded in her mind.

"You clean me up the wound." Feng Xiyun, who had long been in the massacre of Zhang Ziwen, made a request that made Zhang Ziwen a little excited to help her clean the wound. The wound was on her arm, up, up, up, up, up...

Zhang Ziwen held his breath and slowly pushed away the blood-stained white wool sweater. Seeing that Feng Xiyun obviously frowned due to pain, he immediately stopped the movement in his hand. When Feng Xiyun's expression eased a little, he gently wiped her wound with iodine again.

The wound was not very heavy, but it must be very painful. From Feng Xiyun's forehead, which was covered with sweat, it could be seen that she was enduring it. Zhang Ziwen had not been injured before, but of course he knew the biting pain of applying medicine after the injury. He picked up the cotton in his hand and wiped it gently and looked at Feng Xiyun.

Feng Xiyun looked at Zhang Ziwen's serious eyes and suddenly asked: "Why are we alive, and we live today rather than yesterday?"

Zhang Ziwen sighed secretly. Feng Xiyun could not get rid of the shadow of yesterday after all. Missing her is really a disease. She sighed faintly, and Zhang Ziwen said to Feng Xiyun: "Today, the reason why yesterday is different is because yesterday's memories are still in our hearts."

Feng Xiyun slowly savored Zhang Ziwen's words. The memories of yesterday are still in our hearts. I never thought of that night and never woke up by a nightmare.

When Feng Xiyun thinks of this, she always feels inexplicably impetuous and wants to fall into depravity, as if in his eyes, anyone and anything is dirty.

One hand held Feng Xiyun's hand, who was clenching his fists tightly, and slowly spread Feng Xiyun's tightly earned hands with one finger at a time, and said in a low voice: "In life, people keep leaving or entering. So, what is seen is invisible; what is remembered is forgotten. In life, there is constant gain and loss. So, what is invisible is seen; what is forgotten is remembered. However, what is invisible is equivalent to not exist? Is it remembered never disappear?"

Feng Xiyun's hot tears spread on Zhang Ziwen's clothes with Zhang Ziwen's words, soaking the clean clothes that Zhang Ziwen had just changed into. The feeling of dampness and heat instantly spread throughout Zhang Ziwen's chest.

"Remember what you should remember, forget what you should forget, the sky will always be clear." Zhang Ziwen said gently, stroking Feng Xiyun's hair and said slowly. At that moment, Feng Xiyun felt that she was holding not a young man who was just in her 20s, but a gentle father and that loving father.

Like him, Zhang Ziwen did not have any hope between men and women at this moment, as if he was holding a poor girl, and wanted to use his body to warm a girl's heart.

In this way, Feng Xiyun was tired of crying and fell asleep in Zhang Ziwen's arms.

Zhang Ziwen, whose arms were a little stiff, gently moved his hand, slowly placed Feng Xiyun on the bed, and walked across the balcony alone.
To be continued...