Chapter 195 - (Dad, Its You) A Cold Killer and An Amiable Father (1/2)

Chen Yuanxi regretted that he had asked Zhang Dong to go out and help the cleaners sweep the street. However, it had become a habit to ask Zhang Dong to do whatever he wanted. It seemed that in this way, he would have lesser memories of the experience he encountered, a few years ago.

After Chen Yuanxi issued the order to Zhang Dong, he received a call from Zhao Yuan, who asked if he had gone to look for him last night. Chen Yuanxi laughed and teased him for a while. Then he wanted to drink some liquor brewed in Inner Mongolia to warm his body. However, he had been dragged into a small lane, when he was on the way to buy the liquor. His mouth and nose were covered, and then he fainted.

When he woke up, he found he was in a dark and cold basement.

He realized that he had been kidnapped.

In the darkness, someone said, “It’s my pleasure to meet you, young master.” Then the black cotton cloth covering Chen Yuanxi’s eyes was removed, and the dazzling light made Chen Yuanxi close his eyes, and it was a long time before he got used to the light.

The face of the man in front of him, had a mask on.

Chen Yuanxi calmly said, “What’s your name?”

“He Fu.” The voice of the man was muffled.

Chen Yuanxi had heard from Zhang Dong that He Fu had become the third leader of the Mo Family, in recent years, and everyone feared him.

It was said that He Fu had been a desperado in the past. He had killed many people before he was arrested. Then he was discovered and taken on by Mo Qian. When he was Mo Qian’s bodyguard, he was loyal and had saved Mo Qian’s life several times, in times of crisis. He was ruthless, and had inherited the style of the Mo Family. He would hurt people as long as he fought. He had successfully killed many competitors for Mo Qian.

Even the eyes alone, of such a person, would instill fear in people, not to mention the fact that he had murdered numerous people.

He Fu grabbed Chen Yuanxi’s neck and said, “Guess who the person lying in that corner is?”

Only then did Chen Yuanxi see a bloody sack in the corner, which was packed in a trunk.

He Fu slowly pushed the suitcase forward with his feet, and opened the sack. Immediately, a pale and bloodless hand flopped in front of Chen Yuanxi, and the heavy smell of blood wafted out to him. On seeing that, Chen Yuanxi frowned, and restrained his disgust. He snapped, “You won’t kill me! If you want to kill me, you would not have brought me here. In this case, move this away and let’s talk!” As soon as Chen Yuanxi finished speaking, he saw that the bloody hand in front of him had been cut off by someone! Chen Yuanxi could not help whining and vomiting, at the sudden stench.

“I haven’t seen you for years. You’re pretty successful now.” He Fu used a cold and shining dagger to stir up the vomit, and then slowly smeared it on Chen Yuanxi’s face.

Chen Yuanxi’s limbs were bound with ropes, and he could not move. He was almost driven mad by the disgusting smell. He could not make out the appearance of the person, and reluctantly said, “Why do you need to cover your face? Do you dare to show me your face?”

He Fu once again grabbed Chen Yuanxi’s throat with one hand. Chen Yuanxi gagged and his tears flowed down. “Who…are you?” asked Chen Yuanxi.

He Fu pulled off the mask. Chen Yuanxi felt that he had never seen such an ugly person before, in the world. His face was full of puckered scars, and looked like it was covered with leeches. The biggest scar on his face was so livid that it looked like a living, twisted, huge earthworm. When he saw his face, Chen Yuanxi could not help vomiting again.

“Lin Wenxi, long time no see,” said the man, in a malicious voice.

“He called me Lin Wenxi?” Chen Yuanxi was so shocked that it felt as he had been splashed with a bucket of ice water in the midst of winter, after getting drunk. He tugged strongly at the ropes binding his hands, and coughed violently. After a long time, he suddenly choked and sobbed, “Uncle Hong Xuan, you are still alive. How did you become like this…?”

He Fu did not respond, just stared at him coldly.

Chen Yuanxi suddenly smiled happily. One’s face might not be recognized clearly and his hair could be shaved off, but the eyes could not be changed in anyway. He Fu, who used to be Hong Xuan, looked at Chen Yuanxi in the same way as before, full of an elder’s love and concern. He had been ruthless to Chen Yuanxi, because he thought that Chen Yuan had planned for many years, but still did not know how to protect himself.

Two teardrops fell from Chen Yuanxi’s eyes. Uncle Hong Xuan had been a man with black hair and bright eyes, though his skin was swarthy at that time. Seven years ago, even at the age of 46, he still looked like a middle-aged man in his early forties. When had he turned into a man with thick pores and garish scars on his face? Half of his handsome eyebrows had turned white, and his hands, which used to be bony, looked like a pair of skinny claws now, although they were still powerful.

He was like a sere, huge ancient tree, which was still tall, but with its life already burned out. What had he done in the Mo Family? It was said that each executor of the Mo Family had killed many people!

“Dad!” Chen Yuanxi could not restrain himself any longer. He shouted, “Dad!”

The muscles on He Fu’s face suddenly twitched, and the knife in his hand, fell to the ground.

“Daddy! I’m Wenxi!” “I’ve always been Wenxi!” Chen Yuanxi shouted and struggled desperately.

“You… why did you demolish Ziwei’s school? Why do you call your enemy, father? Why are you the vice president of BC Company?” He Fu came to Chen Yuanxi, grabbed his collar, and asked loudly, “You even changed your name!”

Chen Yuanxi could not stop shaking his head and choking with sobs.

“Tell me!” He Fu asked in a sharp voice, and again firmly gripped Chen Yuanxi’s neck.

“You’re the only family I have now…” Chen Yuanxi did not struggle anymore, and closed his eyes.

He Fu, standing in front of Chen Yuanxi, was Hong Xuan, who had survived during that disastrous year.

Hong Xuan sat in silence. That rainy evening seven years ago, was the turning point of his life.

Seven years ago.

He vaguely remembered that when he was in a daze, someone held him in his arms and cried all the time. He was held tightly and the lips of the person who held him, was cold.

He still remembered that it seemed that there had always been someone sleeping beside him and snuggling up to him. He thought that Lin Ziwei had sent him home, and his wife was trying to wake him up.

But he also remembered that when the car rolled down the mountain, Lin Ziwei only shouted, “Let Wenxi and Hong Yan get married and stay alive!” Then there was no more sound. Hong Xuan could not save Lin Ziwei, who was in the co driver’s seat. He had opened the door and jumped out of the car, when the car was in mid-air.

When Hong Xuan came to, he was in an unknown farmyard somewhere in another province, where the people did not speak to him at all. After tending to his wounds, they all left, leaving some food, a sum of money, and several sets of clothes. Knowing that he could not return to Yangzi County for the time being, Hong Xuan went to search for information on the Internet. The information he found, was the same as what Chen Yuanxi saw at that time.

Hong Xuan hoped that his former army comrades and old friends would not leave like this, so he went back to the county, in camouflage. It took a lot of effort to get in touch with a few reliable people, and he began his investigations secretly.

But Lin Ziwei had been buried.

Huang Xiya was missing.

Then, Lin Wenxi joined the Chens.