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The legend will come to an end.

In the night, a convoy of more than ten black cars moved steadily along the winding mountain road, and the xenon lights were connected together, illuminating the silent mountain road as if it were daytime.The young masters who usually come here almost every night for drag racing are gone now, and the motorcade is moving forward at a constant speed, heading straight to the top of the mountain.

Longshan mansion is brightly lit.

Han Mourn also watched with cold eyes. The people around the bed all looked solemn. The attending physician, who was already the dean of a certain hospital, was frowning while holding the examination report.

"Say."

Han Mourn on the hospital bed finally spoke, and with just one word, the whole room fell silent.

The attending physician, who was over fifty years old, took a lot of effort to say: "I still recommend that the president go to the hospital for treatment, the equipment there..."

Han Mourn also waved his hand, but no one dared to speak out.

The iron gate slowly opened, and the convoy entering the mansion turned off their lights and slowed down. The convoys stopped in front of the mansion one by one, and young and old men got off one after another and lined up to wait outside the mansion.

The man surnamed Chen approached from the door, approached the hospital bed, and whispered to Han Mourning.

"Everyone is here."

Han Mourn also nodded lightly: "They know that I'm going to die."

The date of death was confirmed half a year ago, and now there is no big surprise. Refusing the proposal of so-called intensive treatment is just because I don't want to be a puppet with tubes all over my body, that's all.

With the help of the man surnamed Chen, Han Mour also got up with difficulty and walked out of the bedroom, turning a blind eye to the wheelchair pushed by the nurse.

"Where's Weiyi?"

"On the way to the airport."

"Heh, you're already this old, you still look like a child... Have you made arrangements for the airport?"

"As soon as the lady arrives, our people will take the lady back."

Han Mourn also stopped suddenly: "Look, she looks like this. How can I rest assured that I will leave everything to her?"

The man surnamed Chen rarely smiled: "Miss is blessed and lucky."

Han Mourn also let out a long sigh.Instead, he asked, "How long have you been with me?"

The man surnamed Chen replied in a low voice: "Almost 15 years."

"15 years...is really not short."

Han Mourn also took another step, following the same steps: "I have worked hard for you these years, but you will have to work hard in the future. Weiyi is not sensible yet. With you by his side, I can rest assured. I will beat those people outside. , without three years to prepare, even if I die, they won't dare to make a fuss."

Han Mourn also looked at it seriously: "There is only one person who is different, as long as you find out what he is doing. Kill him, don't care that he is Weiyi's husband."

For the first time, the man surnamed Chen hesitated at Han Mourning's order: "What if he and Miss have a child?"

Han Mourn also chuckled strangely: "Compared to Sidao, he is more like me."

From the look of the man surnamed Chen, there was undisguised surprise in his eyes. If Lin Weiran was really the same as Han Mou, maybe his death was for Han Weiyi and Han Weiyi's child.On the contrary, it is a kind of luck.

"I know that Weiyi is a good child. It has nothing to do with her mother. I am sorry for her... But my fault must not continue to happen to my daughter. I left these things for her as compensation."

When a person is about to die, his words are also good.

Accompanied by Han Mourning's nagging.The two entered the main hall.

late at night.At the ferry terminal, when Han Weiyi was blindfolded, he didn't know that bad luck was approaching quietly.There were bursts of piercing sirens from the port not far away, and the air also carried the salty smell brought by the sea breeze.She squinted her eyes against the light of the flashlight, and only saw a few blurred figures. The tattooed man in the lead pinched her chin and looked at her carefully. Han Weiyi seemed to feel the cold gaze of the other party.

Even though he knew to stay calm, Han Weiyi's body still trembled.

After confirming his identity, the tattooed man stood aside and called his cell phone. These people were obviously not robbing money. After being forced to stop on the highway, Han Weiyi made a judgment. The other party acted quickly and professionally. The blocking angle of the two SUVs made her trample to death Unable to rush out even with the accelerator pedal, Han Weiyi, who did not resist, was 'politely' invited to get into an SUV. Even though he declared that he would not resist, he was still bound with his hands behind his back and put on a blindfold.

The rest of the journey was silent, Han Weiyi did not say a word, and the kidnappers remained silent from time to time.

"If it's about money, it's easy to solve."

Even knowing that it is likely to be futile, Han Weiyi is still working hard: "No matter who asked you to come, how much he pays, I will pay double, cash, bearer bonds, whatever, I can keep paying until you get the money." With you guys, okay?"

Han Weiyi expected the other party to agree, even if they refused, it meant that there was room for communication, but these people just stood there silent, as if they were thinking about it, more like they were waiting for someone.

The tattooed man put the phone next to Han Weiyi's ear, and a familiar voice came, with the usual coldness.

"The problems that money can solve are not problems. Can you and I solve them with money?"

"It's you?"

"Why not me?" The voice of the old god Han Sidao came: "Before you came back, didn't you think about the price you have to pay for this family business?"

With her hands cut behind her back, Han Weiyi could only keep kneeling. While thinking about possible escape methods, she delayed the realization: "I went abroad this time because I didn't want to marry him. If you are worried about this, you don't have to."

Laughter came, with undisguised sarcasm: "I really don't know what the old man is looking for in you. You are now burdened with his big plan to inherit the family business. Do you think you can leave? In this day and age, getting married Without your consent, you don’t need to have sex to have a baby.”

Han Weiyi still wanted to speak but was interrupted: "Please, please use your small mouth that can talk to the old man, otherwise, I will let them try to see how dexterous your small mouth is."

Looking around, Han Weiyi knew that there was no possibility of her escaping, not to mention how a weak woman could defeat a few burly men, just her hands being cut behind her back made her helpless.

Since Han Sidao has revealed his identity, it means that he doesn't want her to live.

No matter what she did, she was just dying to feel comfortable, or not feeling well.

"Then why don't you try it yourself?" Han Weiyi suddenly showed a charming smile, with an indescribable charm in his voice.

"Ha. That's how you persuaded the old man?" Han Sidao's voice was full of surprise and absurdity.

"Curious why he chose you and not me? Just ask me, and I'll tell you in person." Han Weiyi seemed to relax.There is always a smile on the corner of the mouth.

"it is good."

Han Weiyi was taken aback by the voice on the other end of the phone, she didn't expect that Han Sidao would really agree to come here.

The door of an SUV opened, Han Sidao got out of the car, and walked towards Han Weiyi. He came here in person to prevent nights from having more dreams. He was very satisfied with Han Weiyi's stiff expression at this time.

Han Sidao stood in front of Han Weiyi and looked down. He looked at Han Weiyi's small mouth and imagined his own sister's 'slick tongue'.

After a while, he pinched Han Weiyi's chin and shook it from side to side: "Want to delay?"

Han Weiyi turned her head and shook off Han Sidao's hand.

Han Sidao grabbed Han Weiyi's hair.Force her to meet his eyes.

"Come, please."

Han Weiyi's eyes were cold and he didn't say a word.

Instead, Han Sidao chuckled, as if he had thought of Han Weiyi's resistance. He stood up and unbuttoned his belt as if he hadn't seen anything else: "I've always wanted to know that you still have that concubine you're looking for. It's really about life and death." I will do something at a critical moment, don't say I won't give you a chance."

"If you put your stuff in my mouth, don't try to take it out again."

The slap came as expected.

"**."

Han Weiyi was slapped and fell to the ground. Seeing Han Sidao approaching, she struggled to get up.

Han Sidao pinched Han Weiyi's chin, only stared at the white teeth, and had another idea in his mind.

The iron toolbox was placed on the ground.Make a noise.You can imagine the weight of it, Han Sidao picks and chooses among them in front of Han Weiyi.Hammer, pliers, and even a screwdriver, Han Weiyi watched coldly, but he couldn't help imagining the effects of these things on himself, and his face became paler and paler.

"For so many years, I was the only one who followed the old man. I didn't talk about it before and after the run. I did all the dirty work by myself."

Han Sidao chose a pair of pliers, and facing Han Weiyi, there was no arrogance in his eyes, only calmness: "Why didn't he choose me? Is it because I didn't work hard or my brain is not enough? The little money that Xinying Bank lost counts." What? It's a drop in the bucket compared to his money."

Han Sidao stopped his hands and dreamed: "I have only been to his vault once, but do you know that after that time, I knew that I must inherit everything from him."

Han Sidao approached, and Han Weiyi could only twist and retreat because his hands were cut behind his back. Han Sidao easily grabbed the sister who was related to him by blood, squeezed her mouth open, and poked the pliers in: "Let's go through the gate When I entered, I thought it was some kind of frozen meat factory, but when I got to the door, I could smell money. So much money was piled up there like a hill, and there were dozens of people who counted the money for him. Dozens of banknote counters made a light sound at the same time, and I thought it was the best sound in the world."

Han Weiyi could feel the stirring of the pliers in her mouth, but she shook her head desperately, but she couldn't withstand the force of Han Sidao's hand, a tooth was finally clamped, Han Sidao let go, but Han Weiyi didn't dare to move.

Tears kept rolling down from her eyes, she looked at Han Sidao beggingly, but the other party obviously didn't intend to give her a chance to beg for mercy.

"They divided the money into cubes of about three square meters, sealed them in plastic, and two people can move them." Han Sidao leaned closer to Han Weiyi: "But do you know? These are just a small part, very small There is a small part of it, and there is a cold storage at the back, a big cold storage, and there are such money everywhere, [-], [-], everywhere, stacked up to nine meters high, and the money is put in it casually , It’s like some worthless goods, and then close the door, no one cares. I asked the old man, are you not worried about these people robbing the money and escaping? But do you know what the old man said?”

Han Weiyi felt her teeth being clamped by the pliers, and she could even feel her teeth creaking.

"The old man said, I'm stupid. Why? Why did he call me stupid? Tell me, why did he call me stupid?"

Huge teardrops were still rolling down, Han Weiyi gasped for breath, but remained motionless, she accommodated Han Sidao's movements in a weird posture, her legs trembling uncomfortably.

"He wants to give you all these. How can I not get rid of you? Don't worry, I won't let you die too happily. When I pull out your teeth one by one, we will all enjoy you. After that , see the ship? It will send you to Vietnam. I heard that the miners there don't care what a woman looks like, as long as it works."

Han Weiyi choked up.

Han Sidao's gaze became frenzied with the confession of madness. He stretched out his hand, ignoring Han Weiyi's head shaking and protesting. He supported Han Weiyi's head and let her lie on the ground. His movements were light, as if he was treating some kind of artwork.

"Shh, it'll be fine soon, it'll be fine soon, close your eyes. Close..."

Han Weiyi lay on the ground, clasped his hands tightly, and closed his eyes in despair.

There was a muffled hum.

Han Weiyi opened his eyes, and saw one kidnapper suddenly fell to the ground, and the other kidnappers took out their pistols one after another, but the attacker disappeared into the darkness like a ghost.

"Who is it? Who is it?" Han Sidao howled crazily as if he was a startled small dog.

Another muffled hum came.Another kidnapper was shot in the head and fell to the ground. The kidnappers shot around one after another, and the gunshots continued for a while.

Feeling that the pliers were detached, Han Weiyi finally breathed a sigh of relief. She saw Han Sidao quickly running towards the SUV beside him, and at the same time, the kidnapper who led the order was shot.

At this time, there was only one person left, and it was the tattooed man who directed the kidnapping.He saw Han Weiyi had an idea.

Han Weiyi was pulled up.The tattooed man blocked her in front of him, and held Han Weiyi's head with a hot gun.

"Come out. Or I'll kill her... Come out!"

There was no sound, the tattooed man took Han Weiyi back vigilantly, he knew that he was no match for this man, from the beginning to now he fired countless shots without touching the corner of the other's clothes, but the other party only fired five shots Then he hit five of his own side.

This place is not wide enough, and the view is not good. Staying here can only become the other party's prey.The tattooed man took Han Weiyi back to an SUV, and he watched the visible surroundings vigilantly until the back of his head hit the muzzle of the gun.

With a muffled sound, the tattooed man fell to the ground, and the warm liquid splashed onto Han Weiyi's cheeks and slowly slid down.

In the car, Han Sidao kept turning the key, and the engine hummed, but it still couldn't start. He watched the tattooed man fall down, and saw the ghostly man.He took out a pistol from the glove box and held it in his hand, trembling constantly.

No, you can't sit still.

Knowing that he was not his opponent, Han Sidao dialed his mobile phone and called the old man he was talking about.

In the Longshan mansion, the meeting about Han Mourye's succession to the Black Gold Empire had just ended. Seeing the man surnamed Chen handing over his mobile phone, Han Mourn was slightly taken aback.

"it's me."

"Abba save me, Abba, send someone to save me!"

Han Sidao yelled hysterically. He looked around, only to find that Han Weiyi and the man who appeared inexplicably had disappeared: "Abba, I was wrong. I will be obedient, and I will be obedient in the future."

"Where are you?"

"Ferry, I'm at the ferry where I'm sending money, Dad, I listen to you in everything, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

Han Mourn hadn't started yet, only heard a burst of noise.

The car window was smashed instantly, a big hand reached into the car, grabbed Han Sidao by the neck, and dragged him out of the car window.

"Like Tao, like Tao..." Han Mourn could only hear his son's wailing, and clenched his right fist.

After a while, Han Sidao's voice came again: "Abba, it's Lin Weiran, it's him..."

"Give him the phone number." Han Mourn also interrupted Han Sidao, his fists relaxed slightly, it was Lin Weiran's words, and we could still talk.

"It's me." Lin Weiran's voice came.

"Remember, although Han Sidao is not my heir, he is my son."

"Don't you want to know why your son fell into my hands?"

"I don't want to know, all I know is that I want him to live and live well. Lin Weiran, think clearly about your situation before doing anything."

Lin Weiran was listening to the phone, and looked at Han Weiyi with blank eyes beside the Khmer medicine: "He wants to kill your daughter and my fiancée."

"I'll take care of this, you don't need to do it." Han Mourning's voice didn't twitch in the slightest.

"I see." Lin Weiran said lightly.

Han Mourn also heaved a sigh of relief: "Give him the phone."

Lin Weiran handed over the phone to Han Sidao.

"Dad."

"It's okay, he won't touch you."

Han Sidao looked happy, but when he saw Lin Weiran took the pistol from Khmer Yao, he immediately shouted: "Lin..."

With a muffled sound, Han Sidao couldn't speak anymore, and he fell to the ground slumped, with an obvious blood hole on his forehead.

Green smoke wafted from the muzzle of the gun, and Lin Weiran's arm holding the gun remained motionless.

Han Weiyi stared at Han Sidao's body in a daze, and slowly raised her head, only to see Lin Weiran bent down to pick up the phone and put it to her ear.

"He resisted."

"Lin Weiran! I want you to die!"

Han Mourning's roar came through the phone, and Lin Weiran looked calm, as if he was used to killing people.

"Don't you want to say a few words to Weiyi?"

"Lin Weiran! You are dead, you are dead..."

"Let's talk about it when we meet." Lin Weiran hung up the phone.

The night was getting darker, and after a short period of noise, the small pier, which was usually used for smuggling, fell silent again. After cleaning the pistol, Lin Weiran returned the Khmer medicine, walking like Han Weiyi.

Han Weiyi stared blankly at Lin Weiran approaching, allowing him to reach out and rub his face.

"It's all right," he said.

Han Weiyi looked blankly into Lin Weiran's eyes.

Lin Weiran hugged Han Weiyi into her arms, and Han Weiyi could feel the warmth from him, but she just lowered her arms and didn't respond.

"It's okay." Lin Weiran patted Han Weiyi's back lightly, his voice soft, but his eyes kept looking into the distance.

The matter can be resolved in advance, but Han Sidao cannot die, Han Weiyi is the bait, killing Han Sidao, cutting off all the bait for Han Mourye to retreat.

The iron gate slowly opened, and the Longshan Mansion welcomed its last guest today. The welcome ceremony was very grand, and the men in black stood neatly on both sides of the road, with unkind eyes.

Lin Weiran helped Han Weiyi out of the car, and saw a man surnamed Chen standing at the door, looking at him without the slightest emotion, it seemed that he might violently kill someone at any time.

Khmer medicine got out of the car and walked in front of Lin Weiran.

In the mansion, there is a post every three steps, and a post every five steps, and everyone's waists are bulging.

Lin Weiran handed Han Weiyi to the servant who came to greet her, and watched her go up to the second floor.

Han Weiyi stepped up the stairs and suddenly stopped to look.

Lin Weiran smiled: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

In the study room, there was no one else except Han Mouye. It was unimaginable that an old man who was dying could live in such a dying age, like a skeleton that had just crawled out of the grave.

The door rang, it was Lin Weiran, he walked into the study, until Han Mouye was in front of him.

Han Mour also narrowed his eyes slightly, only the elders who followed the old man through the bloody storm knew the bloody meaning in this action.

After bowing, Lin Weiran sat down in front of Han Mourning.

This is when the negotiation begins.

There is no way out for both sides, they can only take one step forward.

The man surnamed Chen knocked on the door and entered the room, walked up to the two of them, and put a pistol with a silencer on the table.

Han Mour also picked up the pistol and rubbed it.

"Temporarily under control, if you don't want any accidents, I will be there."

Following the words of the man surnamed Chen, it is not difficult to imagine that Khmer medicine is confronting a group of men in black, evenly matched.Han Mourn also turned the pistol, pointing the muzzle at Lin Weiran's head.

"I have only one condition."

Lin Weiran's voice was calm, but as decisive as the night outside the window, he extinguished all the light by himself, and stepped into the dark boundary alone.

Han Mourn was just holding the pistol, with his index finger on the trigger, his arm that should have been trembling due to weakness was completely motionless at this moment.

"Should I win, or should we both lose?"

Han Mourn's eyes flickered.

Lin Weiran repeated again, more firmly: "Should I win, or should we all lose?" (To be continued~^~)