Two Hundred and Thirty-Five, Qing Zhen's Cross Talk Performance

Qing family, 111 barriers.

At the moment when midnight passed, the bronze bell in the center of the barrier was struck by Qing's staff.

The sound of auspicious bells representing the New Year continued to spread, and then many families with money to buy firecrackers lit firecrackers in front of their houses. Children also watched excitedly on the street. They were wearing new clothes and holding small firecrackers removed from the firecrackers in their hands. They were extremely happy.

Qing Zhen stood in the courtyard of the villa, his hair grew a lot, because he and Luo Lan, who were under house arrest here, couldn't even hire a barber.

Suddenly, a crow flew from the night sky. It shuttled among the sound of firecrackers, but it was not affected at all.

Qing Zhen raised his hand, and the crow landed on Qing Zhen's arm obediently. Qing Zhen picked up a very small piece of bread and said with a smile, "Don't be disgusted, we have very little food. Luo Lan is almost starving and thin these days."

The crow lowered its head and pecked the bread into its mouth, while Qing Zhen helped it smooth its feathers with a smile on its face.

The black crow has always been an ominous symbol in people's eyes, because it likes to fly wherever there are dead people.

But Qing Zhen didn't shy away from this crow at all, on the contrary, he seemed to love it from the bottom of his heart.

His gaze shifted to the crow's leg, where a small bamboo tube was tied. Qing Zhen took off the bamboo tube and took out the note inside. The more he looked at it, the more he smiled.

"Okay, the letter has been delivered, go back and ask your master to feed you something good, and you won't let you rest for the New Year's Eve," Qing Zhen said as he shook his arms, and the huge crow immediately spread its wings and flew into the night.

When Qing Zhen walked into the villa, Luo Lan was sprawling on the sofa: "You think these old men of the Qing family are going too far, don't they? They don't give them enough food, they don't allow their hair to be cut, and they often cut off the water and electricity. We are the heroes of the Qing family. Why are you doing this to us now?"

Qing Zhen smiled and said: "You can eat my piece of bread, who made the barriers we guarded disappear?"

"Is that our fault?" Luo Lan was displeased: "Who would have thought that there would be a sudden earthquake, and this is Chinese New Year, how can you be hungry during Chinese New Year!"

"Don't worry," Qing Zhen said with a smile, "These days are coming to an end."

Just then the doorbell rang outside.

Luo Lan got up from the sofa: "Did you bring us some food?"

"That uncle of yours is not that kind. He tried his best to hug Qing's thigh. How could he risk being excluded to help us?" Qing Zhen said calmly, "Now is a good time to draw a line with us."

Consortium infighting has always been dirty and despicable.

The Qing Consortium not only imprisoned Qing Zhen and Luo Lan in this lonely villa, but also sent Luo Lan's uncle to watch over them.

Probably because the big bosses of the presidium felt that Qing Zhen and Luo Lan were suspected of betraying the family, so they wanted Qing Zhen and Luo Lan to feel what it was like to be betrayed by their relatives.

Luo Lan and Qing Zhen have the same father, but not the same mother, and this uncle Luo Lan once used Luo Lan to gain some status in the Qing family, but now he is sent to take care of Luo Lan.

But this uncle didn't think about the old relationship. Instead, he intensified in the guard, and tried to persecute Qing Zhen and Luo Lan to show the consortium his determination to draw a clear line.

Reducing food, cutting off water and electricity, and refusing all demands from Qing Zhen and Luo Lan, this is what this uncle did.

Sometimes it is really hard for people to imagine what a person can do in order to gain power.

Luo Lan walked over and opened the door while muttering: "I don't have a good relationship with him either, don't keep teasing me with this, your uncle is not a good person..."

He opened the door, but saw a middle-aged man standing at the door, holding a plate in his hand and looking at Luo Lan with a smile on his face.

And behind the middle-aged man were two rows of soldiers. Since Qing Zhen slipped away last time, the consortium had deployed more troops around the villa, and they did not relax their vigilance even on New Year's Eve.

Luo Lan looked at the middle-aged man at the door and said, "Is there something wrong?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Don't you want to call me uncle?"

Luo Lan disdained: "Are you worthy?"

The middle-aged man didn't take it seriously, he smiled and said: "On New Year's Eve, I came to see you and brought some food along the way."

"What to eat?" Luo Lan asked.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "My family has some food left over from dinner tonight. I think you must still be hungry, so I brought it to you quickly."

Luo Lan smiled: "I, Luo Lan, am someone who eats leftovers?"

At this time, the middle-aged man still put the plate in his hand on the ground: "Then since you don't want to eat, I won't force it."

Luo Lan's face became gloomy, and he stared at the middle-aged man who was related by blood.

Qing Zhen suddenly said to the middle-aged man: "Hey, wait a little while you go out."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, but it was Qing Zhen who was speaking, and the Qing family's quiet prestige made him feel a little apprehensive. The middle-aged man was silent for a long time before exiting the villa.

He stood outside, watching the fireworks soaring into the sky in the barrier, feeling very happy.

As a result, the gate of the villa opened at this time, and two rows of soldiers raised their guns to aim at the door. Qing Zhen walked out of the villa with Luo Lan and stood still.

Qing Zhen said with a smile to everyone: "During the Spring Festival, because of the relationship between the two of us, you can't go home and reunite with your family members. We sincerely apologize, so I want to express our condolences to everyone."

Luo Lan: "Yes, my condolences."

Qing Zhen smiled and said, "Let me introduce myself first, my name is Qing Zhen, and the person next to me is Teacher Luo Lan."

Luo Lan: "Yes, it's me."

Qing Zhen looked at Luo Lan: "Since it's condolences, there must be a performance."

Luo Lan: "Then what show shall we perform?"

Qing Zhen looked at the middle-aged man: "Let's put on a show for everyone... in the first month, cut off your head and kill uncle!"

Luo Lan: "Alright!"

The middle-aged man smiled: "Are you two children? Are you still playing such a despicable game?"

"Shh," Qing Zhen put his index finger to his mouth, then raised the scissors in his right hand to cut the ends of Luo Lan's hair.

The middle-aged man said coldly: "Take them back to me!"

Qing Zhen looked at him and smiled, "Happy New Year."

A bright firework suddenly rose into the sky in the barrier, and the shining light illuminated Qing Zhen's smile. Under the gorgeous firework, a sniper bullet burst out from the muzzle of a gun hundreds of meters away. In just a split second, a handful of blood mist erupted from the chest of the middle-aged man in front of Qing Zhen, and even his body was carried away by the huge inertia!

Qing Zhen turned his gaze back from the fireworks, looked at the two rows of soldiers and said with a smile, "This performance... do you like it?"

Everyone was terrified. They originally thought that Qing Zhen was just doing it for disgusting people, but they didn't expect Qing Zhen to really kill if he wanted to!

A soldier trembled and said: "Mr. Qingzhen...Aren't you afraid of being punished by the presidium?!"

Qing Zhen stood where he was, but his expression was calm: "No, they need me now."

However, at this moment, a car suddenly roared from the long street, and the ginkgo leaf logo on the car appeared and disappeared in the light of fireworks.

When the car arrived at the gate of the villa, Secretary Zhou of the Presidium jumped out of the car and looked at Qing Zhen and said in a cold voice, "Qing Zhen and Luo Lan are now ordered to go to the front line immediately and serve as military advisors!"

After saying this, he noticed that the front of the villa was covered with blood, and he looked at the soldier: "What's going on?"

The soldier trembled and said, "Their men killed the captain."

Secretary Zhou looked at the broken corpse on the ground and said contemptuously, "Idiot."

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