The bedroom was deathly quiet, and you could only feel the shallow breathing if you listened carefully for a long time.
Gao Fushi looked at the ceiling blankly, his whole body covered with plasterboard.
He had maintained this posture for half a day.
Gao Fushi, who was originally roaring and shouting crazily, stopped talking after entering the house.
Even when the doctors of the Gao family were rehabilitating Gao Fushi, the severe pain caused by restoring the twisted bones could not make the playboy scream again.
The expression was flat, as if it wasn't his arm.
What was lying on the hospital bed did not seem to be high pumice, but a living corpse.
"pumice……"
Gao Xiuyuan felt his heart twisting when he saw his son's appearance, especially after seeing the two shapeless arms.
The eyes of the third master of the Gao family, who was known for his moody personality, instantly turned red.
Gao Fushi's eyes moved and he looked at his father without any other expression.
"You were on the Li family's boat when the incident happened, right?" Gao Xiuyuan forced himself to hold down the emotions that were on the verge of exploding in his heart, and asked in a low voice.
Gao Fushi blinked numbly.
"Did Li Guangli help you?" Gao Xiuyuan asked again.
Gao Fushi's eyes showed an extremely sad mocking look.
Make a mockery of fate and yourself.
The mockery was followed by deep hatred.
"Dad understands. I will avenge you."
"Recuperate in peace."
"My son, Gao Xiuyuan, cannot be bullied by anyone."
Gao Xiuyuan was afraid that if he looked at it for a while, tears would flow down his face.
When Gao Xiuyuan walked ten steps out of the door, a shrill howl like a wild beast suddenly came from behind:
"——Kill him!"
Gao Xiuyuan's steps trembled, he paused for three seconds and then strode away again.
Three minutes later, Gao Xiuyuan went to the family ancestral hall alone, and then visited the current head of the family, Gao Xiuyi, all night long. Looking at his eyes as calm as the sea and as deep as the ocean, Gao Xiuyuan did not explain why he broke his habit of not visiting in the past ten years.
"It's been ten years, and this is the first time you've come to see me." Gao Xiuyi's voice was low, filled with the vicissitudes of the world, and was also full of emotion at this moment.
"I'm here today to invite Mr. Ermu to join the world!"
Gao Xiuyi responded: "How can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife?"
"Pumice is my most beloved son, and Ergongfeng has watched him grow up since he was a child."
"Today, he has accumulated all the sins he has not suffered in the past thirty years."
"If possible, I would be willing to suffer on my behalf."
Gao Xiuyuan's eyelids drooped and his voice was numb.
Mr. Mu, the second worshiper of the Gao family, is the highest known martial artist even though the big worshiper has not shown up for many years.
It’s just that I don’t know where I went in these years in the game world.
Some people say that Mr. Ermu is in the world of play, and some people say that Mr. Ermu is practicing in seclusion.
In fact, it doesn’t matter whether it’s a game or a retreat.
This shows that Mr. Ermu is always under the control of the Gao family.
In front of his elder brother, he didn't need to hide anything.
He, Gao Xiuyuan, immediately gave up the fight for the head of the family, stood by Gao Xiuyi's side without any spare efforts, and sent his eldest brother to the throne of the family head.
Gao Xiuyi had expressed his gratitude many times, but Gao Xiuyuan seemed to have never done any of these things. Not only did he not appreciate it, but he became indifferent to Gao Xiuyi who became the head of the family.
Gao Xiuyuan has been a demon king since he was a child. If you really think about it, his son Gao Fushi will only inherit half of it at most.
Now, Gao Xiuyuan actually said that he had "suffered the consequences" to his eldest brother. How could this make Gao Xiu, who has always felt that he was indebted to his brother all these years, so unmoved!
"I see."
"Would you like to sit down and have a cup of tea? We brothers haven't had tea in about two years."
Gao Xiuyi stretched out his hand to signal.
"If the enemy is not eliminated, it will be difficult to sleep and eat well. Thank you, brother."
Gao Xiuyuan bowed to his eldest brother, then turned and left.
Although the years have changed, in Gao Xiu's eyes, his younger brother will always be the unruly devil in the world.
No matter how much of a bastard he is, he is still his brother.
Now, the younger brother said thank you to the elder brother, for his son, his nephew.
Didn't even have time to drink my own cup of tea.
This made Gao Xiuyi, who had always been well-educated, finally feel the loneliness of being alone and the humiliation he had not felt for a long time.
Gao Xiuyuan's face is the Gao family's face.
The slap that slapped Gao Xiuyuan on the face also slapped Gao Xiuyi on the face!
After Gao Xiuyuan left completely, the head of the Gao family returned to the study alone.
"Tell me exactly what happened to Pumice, everything you know and have investigated."
Gao Xiu stood in the study room facing the lake with his hands folded, looking out the window at the lake.
A faint reply came in the air: "Yes."
The study room was still empty, but after Gao Xiu turned around, a black figure bowed his head and waited for orders in the shadow of the bookshelf.
…
30 minutes later.
A distant phone call from the Gao family in Yandu crossed the ocean and reached the cold northern Alaska.
No video, just regular voice calls.
In the few short dial tone intervals, it seemed like an eternity had passed.
Finally, a voice with a coldness that could not be heard from thousands of miles away sounded softly.
It's hard to tell the person's age.
"speak."
"Mr. Mu, Xiuyi, please come out."
They have never met, but Gao Xiuyi's demeanor is full of respect.
He told the man on the other end of the phone the most concise and effective way possible.
“I grew up watching Pumice.”
After a long time, a response finally came from the other end of the phone. Even for someone of Gao Xiuyi's status, goosebumps appeared on the back of his neck the moment he heard it.
The deep coldness behind that flat tone seemed to be able to hurt people from a distance.
…
On this day and night, no one knew what Gao Xiuyi said on the phone.
No one knows what kind of reply Mr. Ermu gave Gao Xiuyi.
But after returning home and sitting upright in the study, Gao Xiuyuan received a voice from the head of the family.
"Mr. Ermu agreed, he said something."
"He grew up watching Pumice."
Hearing this reply, Gao Xiuyuan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, looked in the direction of his son's room, and whispered to himself: "Pumice, being a father will let the world see what will happen if I hurt you."
"Oh, my family, my country, my country! What a great irony."
"Since you dare to be in the first grade of junior high school, don't blame me for being in the fifteenth grade."
The sinister bird of prey in Gao Xiuyuan's eyes was deeper and more frightening than that of Gao Pumice.
…
…
Far north Alaska.
There are shadowy figures walking around, exploring the edge of this fortress that was half destroyed by the white giant beast.
The undulating mountains are covered with white snow.
Even in the freezing cold of minus 30 degrees, the mist coming from the depths of the starry sky has never diminished.
"Can't even the white giant beast clear the fog here?"
"Oh, the damn weather!"
Intermittent sounds rang out from a team of hunters who were exploring separately.
"Cui, why do you stubbornly think there will be signs of life here? Not all areas where the Chaobai Giant Beast has appeared will have life."
Hearing his teammate's inquiry, a man with an Asian face with single eyelids and small eyes raised his head and squinted his eyes at the hillside where the snow and fog met.
"Then how do you explain the four teams you met today?"
"That's a fool as naive as us." A dark-skinned man pressed his hat again and said optimistically, which immediately caused several people around him to laugh.
Then, everyone was laughing and laughing and suddenly stopped laughing.
Even the hunter named Cui had a look of astonishment on his face.
Click.
A clear sound of explosions floated in the distance.
Click...
Another sound, slightly closer.
Click.
This time, it’s the feet!
All the sounds connected together and turned into a dark and twisted line, which looked abrupt and ferocious in the white snow.
A cold air rushed from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, making people feel chilled all over.
There is great fear between life and death.
They saw the ice fragments cracking, and saw the sudden crack spreading from the mountain to their feet.
They saw more cracks emerging.
"Oh, no..."
"avalanche!"
An overwhelming white torrent filled the field of vision.
Nothing can be spared from the power of heaven and earth.
"Jet, aircraft, we don't have time!"
Then, as the entire team of hunters raced against death.
They saw the vast expanse of fog that disappeared silently...
I also saw the man walking out of the iceberg.
