Chapter 1122 The Kidnapping Case Fifteen Years Ago Was Planned by the Wu Clan

Shock appeared in Wei Linchen's eyes, and he asked hoarsely: "Did they save you back then?"

Things really went out of control.

What he fears most is that his second brother will be involved with the Wu clan when he comes back this time.

There is no way for people to resurrect from the dead. He has been in the world of metaphysics for so many years, and he knows very well that only by refining the dead into puppets can he survive in this world.

The corners of Fu Yuheng's lips were slightly raised, a lazy smile appeared on his face, and he wrote in a nonchalant tone: "To be precise, the people who kidnapped us and killed me back then were members of the Wu clan.

The person who killed me made me into a puppet. Before I could take the next step, my family had already found you in time. The reason why those who kidnapped us were not caught was because they were taken care of by the Wu clan. This is to prevent things from being exposed. "

The light tone of voice that this was nothing to do with him was like thunder in Wei Linchen's ears, and a cold murderous aura emanated from his whole body.

"It turns out to be the Witch Clan! No wonder, no wonder..."

No wonder the police couldn't find any trace of those gangsters. They seemed to have disappeared out of thin air in this world.

Wei Linchen narrowed his eyes, with bottomless darkness in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and asked Fu Yuheng: "Why did the Wu clan kidnap us back then? With the influence of the Fu family in the south, once their identities are exposed, with the father and the still alive Grandfather’s love for you, the Wu Clan will definitely welcome the Fu family’s thunderous wrath.”

More than ten years ago, when the two young masters of the Fu family were kidnapped, Mrs. Fu was still alive.

When he learned that his grandson, whom he had watched since childhood, died, the old man's body could not bear it at all, and he died of illness within two years.

There were three young masters in the Fu family at that time. The eldest son was mature, the second son was gentle and the third son was a bit naughty.

Among them, the favored person is Fu Yuheng, the second son of the Fu family. He has a gentle temper at a young age, like a piece of warm jade.

If the family had known at that time that the person who attacked Fu Yuheng was a member of the Wu Clan, even if the Fu family had not set foot in the world of metaphysics, they would have gone all out to hire a master of metaphysics with a lot of money to severely inflict heavy damage on the Wu Clan.

Fu Yuheng's hand on Wei Linchen's head paused slightly, and there was a hint of complexity in the dark eyes staring at him.

Wei Linchen pulled his hand off his head, held his cool palm, and asked again: "Why did the Wu tribe kidnap us?"

He had a gut feeling that his second brother knew the inside story.

Fu Yuheng lowered his eyes, staring silently at the two people's clasped hands, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Xiaojin, the matter is over, there is no point in pursuing it further."

A smile uglier than crying appeared on Wei Linchen's face, he shook off Fu Yuheng's hand, stretched out his hand and pulled his collar to his eyes.

His eyes were filled with two balls of fire, and his voice was cold and cold: "I want to know! Second brother, do you know how painful it has been for me for so many years? Do you know that they made me bear the shackles for more than ten years? After so many years, Yes, I am still dreaming every night!

I dream every day about how you were brutally killed by those people. The body...the body parts were thrown into the ditch like garbage by them. It was me who was cowardly and useless, but now I want to take revenge with my own hands! "

Knowing that the Wu clan was behind the scenes, Wei Linchen's hatred for them was like a blazing fire.

His anger did not infect Fu Yuheng. After so many years, the hatred in his heart was suppressed in a dark corner, and he had already developed the ability to remain calm.

However, seeing the painful look of the third brother in front of him who was about to cry, he raised his hand and patted Wei Linchen's shoulder, sighed softly, and slowly said: "Xiaojin, you still remember when we went out to play during the summer vacation, you were angry Got a serious illness?"

The topic changed too quickly, and Wei Linchen asked blankly: "When?"

Fu Yuheng's pale lips curled up slightly: "Three months ago before being kidnapped."

Wei Linchen frowned: "Is it related to this matter?"

If it didn't matter, the second brother wouldn't suddenly mention this matter.

Fu Yuheng nodded: "Yes, you had a comprehensive examination at the hospital. Not only did you have a blood test, but you also had a comprehensive examination of your body organs. That's where the problem appeared."

Wei Linchen's hand tightly grasped Fu Yucheng's collar and couldn't help but lose strength.

His eyes were wide open, and his face showed panic and fear that the truth of the matter was about to be revealed.

He murmured softly: "Is it... is it because of me?"

"They wanted your internal organs and blood. Being kidnapped and blackmailed was just a cover. That's why they didn't kill you later."

Fu Yuheng told the truth of the matter. Seeing his brother's body falling to the ground, trembling all over, a hint of unbearability flashed deep in his eyes.

He bent over and pulled Wei Linchen up from the ground, supported his arms, and said in a deep voice: "The matter is over. I didn't expect you to become a metaphysician. If you were an ordinary person, I would never tell you. The truth is, you just need to know some things from the bottom of your heart."

"Why, why is this happening?!"

Wei Linchen's voice was trembling, with uncontrollable guilt and self-blame, as well as overwhelming anger towards the Wu clan.

He originally thought that when his second brother returned, even if he came back as a living dead, the heavy shackles that had been suppressed in his heart for many years would finally be removed.

However, after learning the truth of the matter, he couldn't breathe.

It turns out it was all because of him!

Wei Linchen took out a cigarette from his pocket with trembling hands. He wanted to calm down, but his trembling hands couldn't even hold the cigarette case.

He looked down at the cigarette at his feet and didn't have the strength to bend down and pick it up.

Fu Yuheng picked up the cigarette case for him, took out a cigarette from it and brought it to Wei Linchen's mouth, joking aloud: "Xiaojin has grown up and even smokes cigarettes."

The voice was smiling and full of teasing.

It is not difficult to hear the love and care for his younger brother in his words.

Wei Linchen bit the cigarette in his mouth, his mind was in a mess, and the anger overflowing in his chest made him feel like a soulless walking zombie, and he did not hear the joking words of his second brother at all.

Seeing his appearance, Fu Yuheng sighed softly and found a lighter from his pocket.

A crisp sound sounded.

A cluster of flames lit up in front of Wei Linchen's eyes.

He returned to his senses, took a deep breath of the lit cigarette, and raised his hand to pick up the cigarette. His hands were still shaking, as if he had Parkinson's disease.

Fu Yuheng held his hand and comforted him with a gentle voice: "Xiaojin, it's been so many years, you don't have to blame yourself, just remember that you are my brother."

He doesn't regret coming forward when he didn't know the inside story.

Even though he has been dead for many years, he never feels any regret in his heart.

After being made into a puppet, Fu Yuheng still had an extraordinary demeanor, as if he was still the scholarly, aristocratic and ascetic boy he was many years ago.

Wei Linchen twisted the cigarette between his fingertips, brought it to his mouth and took a deep breath. The thin and lingering smoke blurred his face, which looked even paler than Fu Yuheng's.

No need to blame yourself?

How could he not blame himself!

After so many years of self-righteousness, and the complacency in his heart due to relief after his second brother came back, he clearly felt his own despicability and selfishness.