Han Shan was really shocked when he got the news that Qi Qiu was shot dead by Qi Qiufan. Originally, Han Shan had already destined Qi Qiu's death in his heart, but he didn't expect that he would die so quickly.
He still died in the hands of his brother Qi Qiufan! Han Shan, who paid great attention to etiquette and demeanor, finally couldn't hold it any longer. When he was about to call Mo Daochen, he actually called himself in advance.
With the phone call, Han Shan finally found the backbone of his elders. So he first went to a secret residence, disguised himself, and drove a very inconspicuous Santana with an ordinary license plate to come to Mo Daochen.
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Han Shan felt strange towards Mo Daochen, as if he respected him as an elder, but also seemed to be a little afraid. He couldn't grasp the opponent's veins well, so cooperating with him would be an opportunity for himself and the Han family.
But it is also an adventure. If you are not careful, you will be doomed! Not only will you die, but the Han family will also be destroyed.
Han Shan knew Mo Daochen's strength, and he knew Long Shihao's strength even more. These two great masters, who usually remained anonymous and secluded at home, and who might not be able to see each other for a year and a half, were competing against each other. He was a junior.
Caught in the middle, you have to be careful at all times. There is a tiger that has not yet come down from the mountain, and a lion that has not yet woken up. It is really difficult to judge which of the two is stronger. The reason for the game between the two is half-understood.
Han Shan also has a feeling of being afraid of standing in the wrong place.
He knew what Mo Daochen wanted, but he didn't know what Mo Daochen was thinking now, let alone what Mo Daochen's bottom line was and what he was afraid of... It could be said that this Mo Daochen he respected and feared
Chen, in Han Shan's heart, is a secret! A mysterious figure, but he has no intention of investigating his heart.
"I understand!" Han Shan nodded noncommittally and said, "What should our next step be?"
"Fight!" Mo Daochen gave one word and said: "We have to continue like this. Don't let yourself get into trouble just because Qi Qiu died."
"Yes, I don't think so. Regarding Qi Qiu's death, I was just a little surprised at first!" Han Shan naturally did not express the panic in his heart, but said: "How do we fight? It's still the same as before, transfer.
His attention? But Uncle Mo, we don’t have that many people to use it! Killing a Han family and killing a Qi Qiu has already caused us a lot of losses!"
"Don't forget our mission just because of these ants. We are not doing this just for ourselves!" Mo Daochen sighed and shook his head, saying: "We can harass slowly, but not too intensively. As for how to do it
...It depends on your ability."
"..." It's like he didn't say anything! Han Shan was furious and rolled his eyes, but on the surface he nodded respectfully and said, "I understand."
"If Zhao Qiang wants to leave, you just need to choose a few roadblocks. Of course, if you can kill Zhao Qiang here, I don't mind." Mo Daochen's eyes flashed and he said: "If he just died like this
, it’s his bad fate!”
Han Shan was stunned and said, "Uncle Mo, didn't you mean..."
"I mean now is not the time to kill him. That means we can't deliberately send experts to kill him, but some people with comparable strength or weaker ones can. If Zhao Qiang still dies in this way, then
Can it still be blamed on us?" Mo Daochen sneered. "Of course, this kind of thing will not happen under normal circumstances, but making Zhao Qiang injured and bedridden is what I want to see."
"I know what to do." After getting enough hints, Han Shan became more confident.
"I also know some secrets, are you interested in knowing them?" Mo Daochen chuckled and said, "Zhao Qiang imprisoned all the main members of the Zhao family after his father and grandfather fell unconscious. I
I thought... you would be very interested in this news?"
Han Shan's eyes lit up and he smiled sadly: "Anyway, this can create some trouble for them."
"I think you should get the answer you want. It is not a pity for Qi Qiu to die!" Mo Daochen said lightly. "Okay, if there is nothing else, you go!"
Han Shan stood up, bowed respectfully to Mo Daochen, and said with a smile: "Uncle Mo, I will come visit you again when I have time."
After Han Shan left, a playful smile appeared on Mo Daochen's lips, "It seems that I gave up this chess piece at the right time! But I am very satisfied with this chess piece now. Long Shihao, Long Shi
Hao, I don’t know how long the chess piece in your hand that is not under your control can be used..."
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A Hummer was parked in front of an ancient, castle-like villa. Qi Qiufan opened the door and walked in. He happened to see Mr. Qi sitting in the living room wrapped in a thick sweater. Mr. Qi's temples were slightly frosted and his complexion was pale.
It was even worse than the day of the birthday banquet.
"Grandpa!" Qi Qiufan called out respectfully.
Mr. Qi raised his head and said with a kind smile: "It's really unexpected that you can come to my place during the day! What? Something happened?"
"Autumn is dead." Qi Qiufan said lightly.
Mr. Qi's expression changed and he stood up suddenly, "What happened? Who killed him?"
"I killed him." Qi Qiufan said softly.
"You..." Mr. Qi was trembling and didn't say a word for a long time. After a while, he seemed to have calmed down, and then he said calmly: "Take me to see him!"
"Okay!" Qi Qiufan didn't say anything more, but followed Mr. Qi out of the villa.
Later, under the guidance of Qi Qiufan, he returned to Qi Qiu's courtyard.
"Where?" Standing at the door of the courtyard, Mr. Qi asked angrily.
"In the ice cellar..." Qi Qiufan said softly.
"Let's go!" Mr. Qi said nothing and walked quickly towards the ice cellar.
"Grandpa, slow down, I'll help you..." Qi Qiufan stepped forward, supported Mr. Qi, and reminded him softly.
"No! I'm not old enough to need help from others!" Mr. Qi shook off Qi Qiufan's support as soon as he freed his arm, and walked to the ice cellar stubbornly with a cane. A trace of decline flashed in Qi Qiufan's eyes.
After that, he didn't say anything else, but followed Mr. Qi silently.
Qi Qiu likes to drink, so he specially found someone to build an ice cellar specifically for storing wine. But now, it has become a "funeral parlor" exclusively for Qi Qiu. At this time, Qi Qiu was lying on an iron bed, his body covered with ice.
All the clothes have been changed, and all the blood on his face and body is gone. The eyes that are still staring at him have been closed, looking very peaceful. If it weren't for his pale face and stiff body, I'm afraid others would think he was here.
He just fell asleep.
Mr. Qi stood next to Qi Qiu's head, stretched out his hand and touched his face gently, but he was trembling all over and seemed unable to speak. No matter how powerful the old man was, when the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away
, he is just a grandfather who loves his grandson.
Qi Qiufan has also always known that Mr. Qi actually likes Qi Qiu more than himself. Otherwise, how could Qi Qiu have such courage and almost crazy coveting for the position of the head of the family? Because Qi Qiufan
The old man is his support!
Mr. Qi sighed and shook his head, as if he felt the most desolate thing in the world, "Just... let's go like this!"
"Grandpa, you must take care of yourself." Qi Qiufan took off his coat, put it on Mr. Qi's body, and comforted him softly.
Mr. Qi suddenly turned around and fiercely fanned Qi Qiufan with the hand that had just touched Qi Qiu.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"..."
He didn't know how many slaps he received, but Qi Qiufan didn't delete or hide, and still stood there. Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his cheeks were swollen... He knew that this was what he should bear! It wasn't until Mr. Qi stopped that Qi Qiufan finally
He took out a white silk handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Thank you, grandpa!"
It was just a few slaps, and this kind of thing was completely within Qi Qiufan's expectation. Killing his own brother, no matter where it is placed, is something that both humans and gods are angry about. No matter what the reason or excuse is,
It's hard to conceal the fact that he killed his own brother! What's more, now that everyone is dead, what he says is what he says, but whether others believe it is another matter. For example, now, if he says it, can Mr. Qi believe it?
This debt will eventually be settled on his own head. Qi Qiufan has long known that Mr. Qi will definitely punish him, and has been preparing for this moment. But whether it is to help Mr. Qi vent his anger, or to block other people's
Mouth, he has to withdraw himself. Only in this way can there be a better ending.
However, he didn't expect that it would only be a few slaps. This punishment was much lighter than Qi Qiufan expected. That's why he said thank you to his grandfather after being beaten. This was sincere. Because he
I know that Mr. Qi will not know what will happen to him. It is also possible that... Mr. Qi understands his difficulties.
Mr. Qi stared at Qi Qiufan, and there was a strange feeling in his eyes when he looked at his grandson. He really couldn't believe that his two grandsons would kill each other here! Facing the death of their loved ones,
After living for so many years, Mr. Qi felt so powerless for the first time! Mr. Qi whispered hoarsely: "Why do you want to kill him?"
"I never thought of doing this..." Qi Qiufan's face was full of pain. Whether it was hypocritical or sincere, at this moment, he had to show such emotions to his grandfather. I'm afraid
…Would any grandfather feel proud and gloat after seeing one of his grandsons killing another grandson?