Chapter 455 Down with me!

   Lightning and thunder, heavy rain.

  Fu Yucheng knelt on the ground and tried to open his eyes to see the man walking out of it.

  Fu Fengcheng was holding a **** umbrella, and under the umbrella showed the man's indifferent face. The rain hit his leather boots and was also sprayed on his white shirt by the wind. But the big umbrella in his hand did not deviate at all in the wind and rain, and it still hung firmly on top of his head.

   "Big...Big brother." Fu Yucheng's voice was a little hoarse, the rain made his eyes sore, but he had to try to open his eyes to the person walking towards him.

   Fu Fengcheng stood still at the entrance of the courtyard, and said lightly: "Uncle Shun, you go back and rest." Uncle Shun looked at the two, sighed and shook his head and turned away.

  Fu Fengcheng stood on the steps at the entrance of the courtyard, condescendingly looking down at Fu Yucheng who was kneeling on the ground.

   "Fu Yucheng, what are you doing?" Fu Fengcheng said in a deep voice, his voice still low but clearly audible in the heavy rain.

  Fu Yucheng tried to raise his head, and the rain kept slipping from his face. After being attacked by rain for a long time, his eyes were a little red, "Big brother...please, please, forgive my mother."

  Fu Fengcheng said: "Spare your mother?"

  Fu Yucheng nodded again and again, "Please forgive her, let me do anything I want!"

  A sneer appeared on Fu Fengcheng’s lips, “Fourth old man, I thought you were so naive after you have grown up this year.”

Fu Yucheng couldn't help shivering in the rain, and his thoughts were vaguely confused when he looked at Fu Fengcheng's eyes, "What can I do? What can I do? I...What can I do? She is my mother..." It seemed that his emotions had finally collapsed, and Fu Yucheng was lying on the ground. I burst into tears in the heavy rain. He had begged his mother, begging her to sincerely confess her mistake to her elder brother and beg for mercy, but all he got was his mother's verbal abuse and reprimand of "promising" and "crap". He begged his father, but to no avail.

  Perhaps life is always like this, you have to lose what you get. He has been favored since he was a child, and now he has to bear the fetters brought about by this favor. But he still felt scared, and he couldn't help it. He didn't know how to save his mother, but he couldn't just let it go and watch her go to death.

   "Stand up." Fu Fengcheng said solemnly.

  Fu Yucheng was taken aback and raised his head in a daze.

  Fu Fengcheng looked down at him, "Stand up. If you want to save your mother, you can."

  Wait for Fu Yucheng to show his joy, he only listened to his voice coldly, "Down with me."

  For an instant, the rain that hit the body seemed to have turned into winter ice.

  In fact, Fu Yucheng has never played against Fu Fengcheng seriously, because once he meets Fu Fengcheng, he will always be defeated very quickly. Therefore, he could not ascertain Fu Fengcheng's strength, which deepened his fear of Fu Fengcheng.

  Perhaps Fu Yucheng didn't realize it himself, he had an innate fear of this big brother in his bones.

"I……"

   Fu Fengcheng said coldly, "If you can't even do this, you are not qualified to beg me for mercy, let alone negotiate terms with me."

  Fu Yucheng gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground.

  In the rain curtain, Fu Yucheng assumed an offensive posture.

  Fu Fengcheng was still standing there with his umbrella in one hand, the rain splashed under his feet.

  This is really an attitude that despises his opponent very much. Fu Yucheng gritted his teeth and rushed towards Fu Fengcheng with a roar.

   Fu Fengcheng only took a step back to avoid this unorganized punch.

  Fu Yucheng turned around with another punch. Fu Fengcheng freed up a hand to parry at will, grabbed Fu Yucheng's wrist and flicked it out, and Fu Yucheng was thrown out.

  Fu Yucheng took a picture with a bit of embarrassment, and saw that Young Master Fu was still standing there with an umbrella indifferently, no different from when he first came out.

  Fu Yucheng gritted his teeth and turned to Fu Fengcheng on the spot and swept his legs across Fu Fengcheng's legs. Although Fu Fengcheng's legs were healed, he might not be fully recovered. This was the only weakness of Fu Fengcheng he could think of.

  Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly but did not evade. He lifted his foot and gently kicked Fu Yucheng's half-swept leg and suddenly twitched. There was a violent tingling that seemed to numb the whole leg. He gritted his teeth and insisted that he didn't retreat, but his strength had been relieved by 70%, and it didn't hurt or itchy to touch Fu Fengcheng's leg, and instead he was kicked out by Fu Fengcheng.

  Fu Yucheng roared with red eyes, stood up and pounced on Fu Fengcheng.

  He has forgotten all this year’s training, there is only one thought in his mind...

   Defeat Fu Fengcheng!

   Fu Fengcheng evaded a few times and raised his eyebrows slightly.

   Raised his hand to send the umbrella in his hand, and the umbrella fell into the hands of the guard standing at the door.

  Even in the torrential rain, Fu Dashao still made his moves as fast as lightning. Fu Yucheng's disorderly fist did not cause any harm to him. Fu Yucheng was kicked out again and fell into the rain.

  The rain washed over Fu Yucheng, and the blood on the corners of his lips was washed to the ground by the rain and disappeared into the water.

   Fu Yucheng lay on the ground and coughed a few times, and heard heavy footsteps around him.

  Fu Fengcheng has walked up to him, and said in a calm tone, "Get up."

   Fu Yucheng coughed, "You...have always looked down on me?"

  Fu Fengcheng did not answer, but looked down at him calmly, his eyes were no different from looking at a dead object.

  Fu Yucheng tremblingly supported the ground and slowly stood up, and once again rushed towards Fu Fengcheng.

  This time his style of play was even more crazy, as if he had exhausted all the power he could have. Fu Fengcheng didn't show any mercy either. One time after another, Fu Yucheng fell into the rain and struggled to get up.

  Fu Yucheng's movements are getting harder and harder, and his whole body is hurt. The blood stained his clothes, but soon they were washed away by the rain and nothing was left.

  Fu Yucheng was pinched by his neck again, with one hand buckled behind him, and almost his entire face was pressed into the water.

   Fu Fengcheng’s voice rang in his ears, "Are you still fighting?"

  Blood spilled from his mouth, Fu Yucheng gritted his teeth and said, "Hit!"

   "Okay." Fu Fengcheng let go, and the next moment he lifted his foot to kick the person out.

  "..." Someone was staring at this scene in a stunned space under the corridor in the distance.

  Fu Yingcheng couldn't help holding his wife's arm, shivering.

  The second young lady was so angry when she saw this, "What are you shaking?"

   Fu Yingcheng whispered, "Fortunately...fortunately, I didn't provoke my eldest brother to take care of me personally."

  Fu Pingcheng hesitated, "Should we...should we go to persuade you?" Watching the eldest brother hit the fourth brother like sandbags, don't really beat him to death.

  Fu Yangcheng and Fu Anni hid behind the pillar to take a peek, Fu Anni was also a little trembling, the eldest brother is still terrible.

  Fu Yangcheng's eyes were shining. After this incident, Fu Yangcheng became more and more admiring the strong.

  As long as he is strong enough, who can tie him in this world?

   "Or... forget it? Big brother should be measured." Fu Yingcheng rubbed his nose and said, who would dare to persuade Big Brother? Oh, except the sister-in-law.

  But the sister-in-law didn't even show her face, obviously she didn't plan to care about it anymore, so they don't want to be nosy.

  Fu Pingcheng looked at the Fu Yucheng who seemed to be dying. After all, he would not have the courage to go forward and persuade him to fight. The fourth brother seemed to be able to fight well, and he didn't even have the slightest strength to fight back in front of the eldest brother. They go up... I'm afraid they can't get a punch from the big brother, right?

  At the corner on the other side of the corridor, someone was also watching this scene.

  Ms. Fu stood in the corridor all in embarrassment, staring stubbornly at the two in the rain.

   Fu Yucheng's appearance was so embarrassed that it almost pierced her eyes. At first, Madam Fu had only anger and hatred in her eyes.

  Her son and Zhuo Lin’s son, why is there such a big difference?

  Why is Fu Yucheng so disappointed? If he could beat Fu Fengcheng, how could they have fallen to this point? !

  She has tried all these years and has been unable to shake Fu Fengcheng's status. No matter how many excuses she makes, it is actually difficult to conceal one thing, that is, Fu Yucheng's mediocre qualifications are too far behind Fu Fengcheng.

  But watching Fu Yucheng struggle to stand up from the rain, fall, and stand up again. She finally panicked, struggling to get up and stop.

The person standing behind her grabbed her, pushed her up and pressed her whole body on the pillar under the corridor, only showing her head protruding under the eaves, "Madam, don't move around, watch it carefully." Xu Shaoming Smiled calmly.

   "You let me go! Let go!" Madam Fu struggled, but how could her strength compare to a young man?

The torrential rain covered her voice, and she could only watch Fu Yucheng be knocked down one by one through the rain screen.

  Seeing Mrs. Fu furiously struggling, cursing, and finally crying in despair, Xu Shaoming couldn't bear any sympathy.

   "You let me go... let me go..."

Xu Shaoming smiled, "Look carefully, we can’t do anything else with the Fourth Young Master, at least filial piety is still sincere. This is all his filial piety to his wife, maybe... Madam is gone, and the Fourth Younger can continue to do his wife. What about Xiao. I just don’t know...what will happen to him in the end?"

Mrs. Fu's face changed slightly, "What do you mean?!"

  Xu Shaoming said with a low smile, "Madam is dying, how do you want to do more? Maybe it won’t be long before the third and fourth youngest will be able to come down to accompany you."

  "Beast!" Madam Fu's face was pale. At this moment, she seemed to finally have such a trace of true maternal love.

  Xu Shaoming raised his eyebrows, "Madam actually knows what a beast is?"

  Which of the things she did by herself seemed to be done by people? It's funny to scold others as beasts now.

"It's really miserable. The third young lady has had a good life for most of the year, but she didn't beg for you. Now she begs her every day to let her go. In the end...the only one who is a little sincere about you is actually the fourth." Xu Shaoming said lightly.

Mrs. Fu's face changed, and her body trembled violently, making her whole person tremble.

  Xu Shaoming frowned slightly, gave her a strange look, stepped back and let go of her. "It seems that the Fourth Young Master can't get up anymore, let's go back."

  Ms. Fu raised her head and looked over. Fu Fengcheng stepped on Fu Yucheng's shoulder in the rain and looked down at him.

  At such a distance, they naturally couldn't hear what Fu Fengcheng was saying, but Fu Yucheng did not try to get up again, or as Xu Shaoming said, he could not get up.

  No one can continue to send up to fight after suffering such a serious injury, and Fu Yucheng has never been a strong character.

Mrs. Fu grabbed Xu Shaoming, gritted her teeth and said, "Let him let Yuer go! Let him go Yuer! Do you dare to hurt him!"

  Xu Shaoming was silent, and Madam Fu's eyes were red like a ghost, and she muttered: "Yu'er is also the son of the warlord. He dares to hurt him?! He dares! Don't hurt Yu'er! Did you hear..."

Xu Shaoming still just smiled, "Don't worry, as long as the Fourth Young Master hasn't been killed, he should be unavoidable. After all, it is impossible for us to kill him now, right?" The lady turned and left.

  Fu Fengcheng stood in the rain and looked down at Fu Yucheng, who was lying on the ground with his limbs spread out. Fu Yucheng's face became paler by the rain, because this paleness also made the scars on his face more obvious. He had given up struggling and allowed himself to lie on the ground like that, the rain kept washing away the blood spilling from the corners of his lips, and he seemed to be soaked in water.

   "I lost..." Fu Yucheng's voice was hoarse and he was also looking at Fu Fengcheng. Although Fu Dashao was also drenched all over, he looked a hundred times more decent than him. The drenched shirt was almost attached to him. Just after a fight, the hideous scars on his chest were exposed under the collar that had been opened with two buttons, and his hair was a bit messy when he was wet by the rain. In addition, Fu The appearance of the younger brother is no different from when he first came out.

  The guard holding the umbrella stepped forward and brought the umbrella to Fu Fengcheng.

  Fu Fengcheng took the umbrella, and the rain that had hit his face was immediately blocked by the big umbrella.

  He looked down at Fu Yucheng and said calmly, "If you don't fight, just go back."

   Fu Yucheng smiled weakly. If he had seen Fu Fengcheng's expression in the past, he would have been extremely angry and could not wait to get up and tear people to pieces before he would be reconciled.

  But at this moment, he really felt weak, and he didn't even want to move a finger.

  "You...have always looked down on me, you know I can't beat you, don't you?" Fu Yucheng said, "My mother...she is really unforgivable. Does she have to die?"

  Fu Fengcheng's foot on his shoulder slightly hardened, and Fu Yucheng snorted. Just listen to him coldly, "I said, if you want to save her, you can knock me down. The fourth child, either accept his fate or get up."

  Fu Yucheng raised his hand to cover his eyes, and laughed lowly. He didn't know whether the voice was laughing or crying, "I can't do it..."

  How could he do it? He had tried his best and still couldn't shake Fu Fengcheng any bit. Fu Yucheng knew in his heart that he would be even more unlikely to defeat Fu Fengcheng after tonight.

  Fu Fengcheng ignored him, looked at him indifferently, turned and left.

  Watching Fu Fengcheng walk into the yard holding an umbrella, the few people under the eaves finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fu Yingcheng coughed slightly, "Let’s let the fourth brother go back to rest, uh, find a doctor to show him."

  "……"

  Fu Fengcheng stepped into the hospital and saw a person standing under the eaves not far away.

  Fu’s house is an old-style courtyard. Although there is electricity, there are still lanterns hanging on the corridor under the eaves. Just because the lantern was replaced with a light bulb, it was still on even if it was raining and blowing wind.

  Leng Sa put on a coat and leaned against the wall of the corridor watching him come back step by step. He frowned and said, "You have to go out on a rainy day?"

   Fu Fengcheng stood the umbrella in his hand against the wall and whispered softly, “It’s okay, it’s okay to let him give up early. Didn’t he fall asleep? What will I do when I get up?”

   Leng Sa gave him a sideways look, "What do you think?"

  Fu Fengcheng said: "It's me who is wrong, Madam calms down my anger."

   Lengsa sighed, shook his head, turned and pushed open the door to enter, “You don’t have to pay attention to him. If he wants to make trouble, let him make trouble. Anyway, don’t expect this kind of thing to have a happy result.”

  Fu Fengcheng followed her into the door, while saying: "I just let him recognize reality as soon as possible."

  Lengsa leaned back on the bed, rolled his eyes while watching him dripping all over, and pointed to the bathroom room, "Go and wash!"

  So Shao Fu could only step into the bathroom and prepare for the second bath today.

  Leng Sa was already asleep in bed when he came out of the bathroom.

   Fu Fengcheng sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at her sleeping face, frowning slightly. He reached out and touched her forehead and then gently pulled the quilt for her, sitting on the edge of the bed and wiping her hair with a towel casually.

  The wind and rain are still heavy outside, but the room is quiet and tranquil. The warm yellow light illuminates the room with warmth. It seems that the chill that was beaten by the wind and rain just outside does not exist.

  (End of this chapter)