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Text 793 Win or Lose (Part 2)

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    The legend will eventually come to an end.  In the night, a convoy of more than ten black cars moved steadily along the winding mountain road. The xenon lights were connected together, illuminating the silent mountain road as if it were daytime.  The young masters who usually came here almost every night to have fun racing were all gone. The team moved forward at a steady speed and headed straight to the top of the mountain.  The Longshan mansion is brightly lit.  Han Miaoye looked on with cold eyes. The people around the bed all had solemn expressions. The attending physician, who was already the director of a certain hospital, was holding the examination report with a frown. Noticing Han Miaoye's gaze, he hesitated to speak.  "Say." Han Gao, who was on the hospital bed, finally spoke. Just one word silenced the entire room.  The attending physician, who was over fifty years old, spent a lot of effort to speak: "I still recommend that the president go to the hospital for treatment. The equipment there" Han Gao also waved his hand, and no one dared to say anything anymore.  The iron gate slowly opened, and the motorcade entering the mansion turned off its lights and slowed down. The motorcade stopped in front of the mansion one after another. Young or older men got out of the car and lined up to wait outside the mansion.  The man surnamed Chen approached from outside the door, approached the hospital bed, and whispered to Han Miao.  "Everyone is here." Han Dao also nodded lightly: "They know that I am going to die." The date of death was determined half a year ago, and now there are no big surprises. Rejecting the so-called intensive treatment proposal is just a waste of time.  I don¡¯t want to be a puppet with tubes stuck in it, that¡¯s all.  Han Miao also stood up with difficulty with the help of the man surnamed Chen 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." "Oh, he's so old. He still looks like a child Have the airport made arrangements?" "Our people will take the lady back as soon as she arrives.  " Han Miao also stopped suddenly: "Look, she is like this. How can I trust her to leave all this to her? " The man named Chen rarely smiled: "Miss, she is lucky.  A long sigh.  Then he asked: "How long have you been following me?" The man surnamed Chen replied in a low voice: "Almost fifteen years." "Fifteen years is really not a short time." Han Gao also started walking again, following suit.  : "I have worked hard for you these years, but you will still have to work hard in the future. Weiyi is not sensible yet. With you by his side, I can feel more at ease. I know how to beat those people outside. If I don't have three years to prepare, even if I  They don't dare to make trouble even if they are dead." Han Gao also looked at it seriously: "There is only one person who is different. As long as you find out what he did, kill him, don't worry about him being Wei Yi's husband." The man surnamed Chen said to Han for the first time.  Gao Ye hesitated in order: "What if he and the lady have a child?" Han Gao also chuckled strangely: "Compared to Si Dao, he is more like me." The man surnamed Chen seemed to have an undisguised look in his eyes.  He was surprised. If Lin Weiran was really the same as Han Gao, maybe his death would be a blessing to Han Weiyi and Han Weiyi's children.  "I know Weiyi is a good child. It has nothing to do with her mother. I am sorry for herbut my fault must not happen to my daughter again. I left this to her. It can be considered compensation."  Death, his words are also good.  With Han Gaoye¡¯s nagging, the two of them walked into the main hall.  Late at night.  At the ferry terminal, when Han Weiyi's blindfold was taken off, she didn't know that doom was quietly approaching.  There were bursts of shrill whistles from the port not far away, and the air was filled with the salty smell brought by the sea breeze.  She squinted her eyes hard against the light of the flashlight.  Only a few blurred figures were seen. The tattooed man headed by her held her chin and looked at her carefully. Han Weiyi seemed to be able to feel the other person's cold gaze.  Even though she knew to calm down, Han Weiyi's body still started to tremble.  After the tattooed man confirmed his identity, he stood aside and called his cell phone. These people were obviously not robbing money. Han Weiyi made a judgment after being forced to stop on the highway. The other party acted quickly and professionally. The blocking angle of the two SUVs made her trample to death.  Unable to get out even when the accelerator was pressed, Han Weiyi, who did not resist, was "politely" asked to get into an SUV. Even though she declared that she would not resist, her hands were tied behind her back and she put on a blindfold.  The rest of the journey was silent. Han Weiyi didn¡¯t say a word, and the kidnappers were also silent from time to time.  "If it's a money problem, it's easy to solve." Even though she knew it was likely to be in vain, Han Weiyi still tried hard: "No matter who calls you here, I will give you double the amount, in cash, or in bearer bonds.  , it¡¯s okay, I can stay with you until you get the money, okay?¡±bsp; Han Weiyi expected the other party to agree, even if they refused, it meant there was room for communication, but these people just stood there in silence, seeming to be thinking, more like waiting for someone.  The tattooed man put his mobile phone to Han Weiyi's ear, and a familiar voice came, as cold as ever.  "Problems that money can solve are not problems. Can you and I solve them with money?" "Is it you?" "Why not me?" The voice of the old god Han Sidao came: "Didn't you have this problem before you came back?"  Think about it, what is the price you have to pay for this family fortune?" Han Weiyi, whose hands were cut behind her back, could only remain in a kneeling position. She was thinking about possible ways to escape while delaying the realization: "I will go abroad this time.  It¡¯s just because you don¡¯t want to marry him. If you are worried about this, there is no need to worry about it.¡± Laughter came, with unabashed sarcasm: ¡°I don¡¯t know what the old man saw in you. You are now carrying the burden of inheriting the family business.  Big plan, do you think you can leave? In this day and age, you don¡¯t need your consent to get married, or to have children.¡± Han Weiyi still wanted to speak but was interrupted: ¡°Please, use your persuasive words to impress the old man.  Please beg me with your little mouth, otherwise, I will let them try to see how dexterous your little mouth is." Looking around, Han Weiyi knew that there was no possibility of escape, let alone how a weak woman could defeat you.  After passing several burly men, she was helpless just by having her hands cut behind her back.  Since Han Sidao has revealed his identity, it means that he does not want her to live.  No matter what she does, she is just dying comfortably.  Or just uncomfortable.  "Then why don't you try it yourself?" Han Weiyi suddenly showed a charming smile, and there was indescribable charm in her voice.  "Ha. Is this how you convinced the old man?" Han Sidao's voice was full of surprise and absurdity.  "Are you curious why he chose you instead of me? Just ask me directly and I will tell you face to face." Han Weiyi seemed to relax.  Always smiling.  "Okay." Han Weiyi was stunned by the voice on the other end of the phone. She didn't expect that Han Sidao would really agree to this.  The door of an SUV opened, and Han Sidao got out of the car and walked towards Han Weiyi. He came here personally to prevent a long night of nightmares. He was very satisfied with Han Weiyi's stiff expression at this time.  Han Sidao stood in front of Han Weiyi, looking down. He looked at Han Weiyi's small mouth, imagining his sister's "glib tongue". ?????????????????????????????????????? He pinched Han Weiyi's chin and shook it from side to side: "Want to delay time?" Han Weiyi turned her head and shook Han Sidao's hand away.  Han Sidao grabbed Han Weiyi's hair and forced her to look at him.  "Come, beg me." Han Weiyi's eyes were cold and she said nothing.  Han Sidao chuckled softly, as if he had already thought of Han Weiyi's resistance. He stood up and unbuckled his belt as if no one else was watching: "I have always wanted to know, between you and the concubine you are looking for, when it comes to life and death."  I will do something at the last moment. Don¡¯t say I won¡¯t give you a chance.¡± ¡°If you put something in my mouth, don¡¯t even think about taking it out again.¡± The slap came as expected.  "." Han Weiyi was slapped to the ground. When she saw Han Sidao coming, she struggled to get up.  Han Sidao pinched Han Weiyi's chin.  Just staring at the white teeth, another idea came to my mind.  The iron tool box was placed on the ground, making a sound.  You can imagine the weight of them, and Han Sidao picked through them in front of Han Weiyi.  Hammer, pliers.  There was even a screwdriver. Han Weiyi looked on with cold eyes, but she couldn't help imagining the effects of these things on her body, and her face became paler.  "For so many years, I was the only one who followed the old man. I didn't say anything before and after. I did all the dirty work alone." Han Sidao selected a pair of pliers and faced Han Weiyi with a look in his eyes.  Arrogant, only calm: "Why didn't he choose me? Is it because I don't work hard or am I not smart enough? What is the small amount of money that Xinying Bank lost? Compared with his money, it is just a drop in the bucket." Han Sidao stopped and started to look forward to it.  "I've only been to his treasury once, but you know, after that time I knew that I had to inherit everything from him." Han Sidao approached, but Han Weiyi could only twist and retreat because his hands were cut behind his back.  , Han Sidao easily grabbed this sister who was related to him by blood, pinched open her mouth, and inserted the pliers in: "When we entered through the gate, I thought this was some kind of frozen meat factory, but when we got to the door, I  I smell money.  So much money was piled there casually like a small mountain. There were dozens of people counting the money for him. Dozens of money counting machines made a soft sound at the same time. At that time, I thought this was the best sound in the world.  ofThe sound is off.  " Han Weiyi could feel the stirring of the pliers in her mouth. She shook her head desperately but could not withstand the strength of Han Sidao's hand. A tooth was finally clamped. Han Sidao let go, but Han Weiyi did not dare to move.  Tears continued to fall from her eyes, and she looked at Han Sidao with pleading eyes, but the other party obviously did not intend to give her a chance to beg for mercy. "They divided the money into cubes of about three square meters and sealed them in plastic.  , two people can move it.  Han Sidao approached Han Weiyi: "But do you know?"  These are just a small part, a very small part. There is a cold storage at the back, a very big cold storage. There are money like this everywhere, 50,000 yuan, 10,000 yuan, everywhere, stacked up.  Nine meters high, the money was put in casually, like some worthless goods, and then the door was closed, and no one cared about it. I asked the old man, aren't you worried that these people will steal the money and run away?  But do you know what the old man said?  " Han Weiyi felt her teeth being clamped by pliers, and she could even feel her teeth creaking. "The old man said, I'm stupid.  Why?  Why does he call me stupid?  Tell me, why does he call me stupid?  " Huge teardrops still rolled down. Han Weiyi gasped rapidly, but remained motionless. She accommodated Han Sidao's movements in a weird posture, her legs shaking uneasily. "He will give all of this to you.  You said how could 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.  Afterwards, did you see the boat?  It will transport you to Vietnam.  I heard that the miners there never care about a woman's appearance, as long as she can be used.  " Han Weiyi choked up. Han Sidao's eyes became fanatical as he confessed to madness. He stretched out his hand. Regardless of Han Weiyi shaking her head in resistance, he held Han Weiyi's head and let her lie on the ground. His movements were light, as if  It¡¯s like treating a piece of art like this. ¡°Shh, it¡¯ll be fine soon, it¡¯ll be fine soon.  Close your eyes, close" Han Weiyi lay on the ground, clenching her hands and closing her eyes in despair. A muffled groan came. Han Weiyi opened her eyes and saw one kidnapper suddenly falling to the ground, and the other kidnappers  Upon seeing this, the attackers took out their pistols, but the attacker disappeared into the darkness like a ghost. "Who is it?"  who is it?  "Han Sidao seemed to be frightened by the small dog, howling crazily. There was another muffled grunt, and another kidnapper was shot in the head and fell to the ground. The kidnappers shot around one after another, and gunfire continued for a while.  After the pliers were released, Han Weiyi finally breathed a sigh of relief. She saw Han Sidao running quickly towards the SUV. At the same time, the kidnapper was shot. At this time, only one person was left, and it was the tattoo that directed the kidnapping.  Man, he had an idea when he saw Han Weiyi being pulled up. The tattooed man held her in front of her and put his gun on Han Weiyi's head. "Come out."  Or I'll kill hercome out!  " There was silence everywhere, and the tattooed man led 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 person's clothes, but the other party only fired five times.  The gun hit five people on his side. This place is not wide enough and the view is not good. If you continue to stay here, you will only become the opponent's prey.  , 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 on Han Weiyi's cheek, slowly sliding down. Han Sidao kept turning the key in the car, and the engine hummed.  But he still couldn't activate it. He watched the tattooed man fall and saw the ghostly man. He took out the pistol and held it in his hand, "No, I can't sit still and wait for death."  Dao dialed the cell phone and called the old man he mentioned. At Longshan Mansion, the meeting about the inheritance of Han Gaoye¡¯s black gold empire had just ended. Seeing the man named Chen hand over the cell phone, Han Gao was slightly stunned. ¡°It¡¯s me.  " "Abba, save me, Abba, send someone to save me quickly!  " Han Sidao shouted 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. I will be obedient in the future.  "    "Where are you?  " "The ferry, I'm at the ferry where I send money. Dad, I will listen to you in everything. I don't want to die, I don't want to die" Before Han Gao could start, he heard a burst of noise. The car window was instantly broken.  , a big hand reached into the car, grabbed Han Sidao's collar, and dragged him out of the car window. "Sidao, Sidao" Han Gao could only hear his son.Zi's ??wail, his right fist clenched.  After a while, Han Sidao's voice came again: "Abba, it's Lin Weiran, it's him" "Give him the phone." Han Miao also interrupted Han Sidao, his fists relaxed slightly, it was Lin Weiran's words,  We can 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, I only know that I want him  Live, live well. Lin Weiran, think clearly about your situation before doing anything." Lin Weiran listened to the phone and looked at Han Weiyi, who was staring at the Khmer medicine: "He wants to kill your daughter.  Kill my fianc¨¦e." "I will solve this without you having to do anything." Han Yaoye's voice didn't twitch at all.  "I know." Lin Weiran said lightly.  Han Gao also breathed a sigh of relief: "Give him the phone." Lin Weiran handed the phone to Han Sidao.  "Abba." "It's okay, he won't touch you." Han Sidao looked happy, but when he saw Lin Weiran taking the pistol from Khmer Yao's hand, he immediately shouted: "Lin" A dull sound  Han Sidao couldn't speak anymore. He fell to the ground with an obvious blood hole on his forehead.  Green smoke floated from the muzzle of the gun, and Lin Weiran's arm holding the gun didn't move at all.  Han Weiyi stared blankly at Han Sidao's body, slowly raised her head, and saw Lin Weiran bending down to pick up the phone and put it to his ear.  "He resisted." "Lin Weiran! I will make sure you die!" Han Yaoye's roar came through the mobile phone. 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're dead, you're dead" "Let's talk about it when we meet." Lin Weiran hung up the phone.  The night was getting darker, and after a brief period of noise, the small wharf, which was usually used for smuggling, became quiet again. Lin Weiran wiped the pistol and returned the Khmer medicine, and walked away like Han Weiyi.  Han Weiyi stared blankly at Lin Weiran walking over and let him reach out to rub her face.  "It's okay." He said.  Han Weiyi looked blankly into Lin Weiran's eyes.  Lin Weiran hugged Han Weiyi into her arms. Han Weiyi could feel the warmth coming from her body, but she just lowered her arms and didn't respond.  "It's okay." Lin Weiran patted Han Weiyi's back, her voice soft, but her eyes kept looking into the distance.  The matter can be resolved in advance, but Han Sidao cannot die. Han Weiyi is the bait, the bait to kill Han Sidao and cut off all retreat options for Han Miao.  The iron gate slowly opened, and Longshan Mansion welcomed its last guest of the day. The welcome ceremony was very solemn, and the men in black stood neatly on both sides of the road, with evil eyes.  Lin Weiran helped Han Weiyi get out of the car and saw a man named Chen standing at the door. He looked at her without any emotion, as if he might commit murder at any time.  Khmer Yao got out of the car and walked in front of Lin Weiran.  In the mansion, there is a post every three steps, a sentry every five steps, and everyone's waist is bulging.  Lin Weiran handed Han Weiyi to the servant who came to greet her and watched her walk up to the second floor.  Han Weiyi stepped onto the stairs and suddenly stopped to look.  Lin Weiran smiled: "Don't worry, I'm fine." In the study, there was no one else except Han Miao. It was unimaginable that a dying old man could still be so old, like a skeleton just crawling out of the grave.  The door of the room rang, and it was Lin Weiran. He walked into the study until he was in front of Han Gaoye.  Han Yao also narrowed his eyes slightly. Only the elders who followed the old man through bloody events would know the bloody meaning in this action.  After Lin Weiran bowed, he sat down directly in front of Han Miaoye.  From now on, the negotiation begins.  Both sides have no way out and can only take one step forward.  The man surnamed Chen knocked on the door and entered the house. He walked up to the two men and placed a pistol with a silencer on the table.  Han Gao also picked up the pistol and started stroking it.  "We have it under control for the time being. If we don't want any accidents, I have to be there." Following the words of the man named Chen, it is not difficult to imagine that Khmer Medicine is confronting a group of men in black, and they are evenly matched.  Han Gao also turned his pistol, and the muzzle was pointed at Lin Weiran's head.  "I only have one condition." Lin Weiran's voice was calm, but as decisive as the night outside the window, heHe extinguished all the light and stepped into the boundary of darkness alone.  Han Gao just held up the pistol, with his index finger on the trigger. His arm, which should have been shaking due to weakness, was motionless at this time.  "Do you want me to win, or do we all lose?" Han Gao's eyes also flickered.  Lin Weiran repeated it again, more firmly: "Should I win, or should we all lose?" (To be continued)
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