I was driven crazy, my biological parents regretted it

That's right, this young man is Han Zhe's half-brother Han Wenjie.

At this time, Han Wenjie no longer looks like the noble son of a wealthy family.

He was lying on the ground like a dead dog, trembling and not daring to get up.

I don't know if he was really knocked down by Han Zhe or was scared.

"Brother, you, don't talk like that, I'm scared."

Han Wenjie gave Han Zhe a smile that was uglier than crying, and spoke with difficulty.

He really had an instinctive fear of Han Zhe.

Since the last incident of his second sister Han Wenxuan losing the watch, Han Zhe seemed to have changed like a different person, and his personality changed drastically.

Cruel, violent, perverse, and crazy.

He would fight whenever he disagreed, and he would kill.

He chopped off four of his own fingers and went to the hospital to reconnect them himself, and then he broke them off at his birthday party, leaving him with sequelae.

Now I'm in his hands again, who knows what cruel means this madman will use to persecute me.

I just hope that I can be a little bit more cowardly, so that Han Zhe can be in a better mood, like me more, and not hurt me.

Poor Han Wenjie, the eldest son of the Han family, is also a well-known figure in Jiangcheng, but he fawned and begged for mercy in front of Han Zhe, just like a dog, and lost his face.

"I don't believe it, how could you, Mr. Han, be afraid of a poor guy like me?"

"In your eyes, I'm just an ant that can be crushed to death at any time. Even if you want to kill me, you invite a bunch of rich kids to visit and appreciate it here, and treat my death as your after-dinner entertainment and movie viewing. You are really good at playing."

"You said you played me like this, how should I play you now to let you vent your anger?"

Han Zhe's tone was very gentle, and he even had a kind smile on his face, but these words still made everyone feel sick and shudder, and they called him perverted in their hearts.

Although it is still unknown how Han Zhe will deal with Han Wenjie next, everyone knows that he will never let him off easily.

"You, me, that, this..."

Han Wenjie has been scared to the point of peeing his pants, hesitating and unable to utter a complete sentence. This kid has been scared silly.

Han Zhe temporarily ignored him, but looked at the crowd of rich children again, constantly looking for something.

"Mr. Han, are you looking for Han Zhenghui? No need to look, he is not here."

"Before you came up just now, that bastard had already run away from the back door."

One of the middle-aged men kindly reminded him, hoping to leave a good impression on Han Zhe and be safer.

"Run away?"

Han Zhe was a little surprised. He really underestimated his old father.

I didn't expect that he had this ability to escape when encountering danger.

Could it be that he had practiced it when he was cracked down on pornography before?

In this regard, Han Zhe was actually not wrong.

When Han Zhenghui was still a prostitute, he not only went out to accompany rich women, but also had a group of beautiful ladies, including his wife at the time, who helped him to go out to sleep with women and earn money for him.

When facing the police's inspection, he always seemed to have a natural sixth sense and could escape danger and pass the inspection safely.

After all, if they were caught by the police, it would not matter if they were caught by the rich woman's husband, they might be cut off. Han Zhenghui did not want to lose the capital on which he lived.

"Thank you for your reminder, so I don't have to bother looking for him again."

"Just find a chair to sit on, it's a reward."

Han Zhe smiled gently, and instantly gave people the feeling of a big boy next door, sunny and friendly.

"Thank you, Mr. Han!"

The middle-aged man was very excited, and quickly found a chair and sat against the wall, with a comfortable expression on his face, which earned the envy and jealousy of other rich children.

If I had known that I would have told Han Zhe the news first, I would have been the one sitting there resting.

These rich kids are used to being pampered and have never stood for so long. In addition, the tension brought by being hijacked has accelerated the burden on their bodies and they are all exhausted.

They also want to sit comfortably for a while.

The only one who doesn't envy the middle-aged man at the scene is probably Han Wenjie. After all, he is lying on the ground, which is much more comfortable than sitting. He just has to endure the dampness and smell under his crotch.

"There are new people."

Han Zhe glanced out the French window and saw more than a dozen police cars and even two armed police cars.

Nearly a hundred policemen rushed over with explosion-proof shields, while the armed police were armed with live ammunition and equipment and ran into several buildings opposite.

Han Zhe knew that it would be soon.We need to launch a strong attack.

Explosion-proof shields lead the way, smoke bombs block the line of sight, and launch a strong attack. Snipers will be arranged at the commanding heights of the buildings opposite to prepare to snipe us at any time.

At present, we only have these dozens of hostages in our hands, and the police dare not act rashly.

But it won't take much time. Now that technology is advanced, the police have thermal imaging equipment to locate their positions, and the cardboard walls of the coffee shop for the sake of decoration can't stop the bullets of sniper rifles at all.

"You guys go over, the fat ones are below, the thin ones are above, and stack up to block the French windows for me."

After Han Zhe gave the order, all the rich children were dumbfounded.

What the hell does this mean?

At such a tense and scary time, Han Zhe asked them to play stacking here?

But the rich children still have some knowledge, and asked weakly.

"Mr. Han, you don't want us to block the sniper rifle for you, do you?"

This sentence instantly made everyone explode.

"No, we won't do it!"

"Isn't this sending us to our deaths? Absolutely not!"

"In that case, you might as well shoot me to death!"

Han Zhe aimed at the young man who spoke last and fired a shot at his feet. Instantly, everyone was silent and looked at Han Zhe in horror.

"I want to confirm, do you really want me to kill you?"

"There is no hatred between us, but you must have this request, and it's not that I can't satisfy it."

Han Zhe said it sincerely, and the man who spoke was incontinent and shook his head.

He was just talking in anger, how could he want to be shot to death!

"Listen to me, I won't hurt you, but if you don't cooperate with me, I promise that I will kill you before the sniper on the opposite side hurts you."

"Now make your own choice."

Han Zhe was very calm and gave them their own choice, but for these rich children, it was not a choice at all. They could only succumb to Han Zhe's power, and obediently piled up and built a human wall to block the French window.

At this time, Bai Zhengmin, director of the Judiciary Police Bureau, finally arrived.

As soon as he got off the car, Bai Zhengmin saw this conspicuous human wall.

"The eldest sons of the Chen family and the Wu family, the head of the Liu family, and the person in charge of the Lu family..."

"These are all the children of the wealthy families in Jiangcheng, big shots, worth at least hundreds of millions."

"Damn, there are big shots, the Liang family worth tens of billions!"

"Damn, the total worth of each person in this human wall is at least over 100 billion!"