Chapter 842: Star Reaching Building (2)

Ji Fengyan knew what Ling He wanted to say, she just shook her head lightly.

"Gong Zhengyu pretending not to know me is the best choice, otherwise, I'm afraid it won't do him any good or me."

The new person in charge of Floating Light City is actually an old acquaintance with the young master of Zhaixing Tower. If this is known to others, the people in Floating Light City alone may question Ji Fengyan's appearance, and Gong I'm afraid it's hard for Zheng Yu to explain.

but……

Ji Fengyan was still keenly aware that Gong Zhengyu chose to go back first, maybe it was a kind of kindness towards his old acquaintance.

Otherwise, with the posture of Zhaixing Building today, I am afraid that if there is no fight, nothing will happen.

On the other side, Gong Zhengyu rushed back to the place where the Star Picking Tower belonged with everyone from the Star Picking Tower.

Different from the Floating Light City, the city where the Star Picking Tower is located is obviously wider, and everyone in the city is dressed brighter, but if you look carefully, you will notice that the residents of the Star Picking Tower have a bit of a look on their faces. Abnormal gray and white.

Gong Zhengyu got off the carriage and walked into the main building of Zhaixing Building. The moment the guards in the building saw Gong Zhengyu, they immediately knelt on one knee and expressed the most pious awe.

Gong Zhengyu quickly came to a door and raised his hand to push the door open.

The moment the door was pushed open, a strong smell of blood rushed over.

Different from the luxurious scene inside the Star Picking Building, the other side of the door is full of blood.

A tall young man with a handsome face was standing in front of a long table. On the table covered with a pure white tablecloth lay a girl who had been disembowelled. When it was dug open, the limbs were fastened tightly to the table by thick iron rings, and what was even more shocking was that the girl was not dead yet. Fear and despair could be seen faintly on that pale face, and the corners of her eyes were still hanging. With wet tears.

When Gong Zhengyu saw the scene in front of him, his eyes darkened slightly.

The young man who was holding a sharp dagger raised his eyes to Gong Zhengyu who was standing outside the door, a hearty smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face.

"Yu'er? You're back."

Gong Zhengyu disappeared the darkness in his eyes without a trace, walked obediently into the room, knelt down on one knee in front of the young man, and said in a deep voice: "I have not fulfilled the task my father gave me today, please punish me. "

No one would believe that the man standing in front of Gong Zhengyu was actually Gong Qiang, the owner of Zhaixing Building!

Gong Qiang is over fifty years old this year, but judging from his appearance and figure, he is at most twenty-six or seventeen, which seems to be not much different from Gong Zhengyu's age.

There was a slight smile on Gong Qiang's face, looking at his son who was kneeling in front of him with a pleading look, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised with a hint of a smile.

"Yu'er, what do you mean by that?"

Gong Zhengyu didn't raise his head, but responded solemnly: "The father asked the child to go to Fuguang City to do things, but the child failed to complete."

"Oh?" Gong Qiang raised his eyebrows slightly, with that hearty smile still on his face, "Yu'er, you have never let me down in your work. In Floating Light City, only the Scarlet Blood Brigade has a slight fight." Strength is nothing more than a mob, and even their leader, Meng Fusheng, is probably not your opponent, so how could you fail?"