Although Yuan Ling didn't have a good impression of Han Sanqian, she had been in contact with him for a while, and Han Sanqian was also her boss. Now Han Sanqian's experience made her feel quite emotional.
After all, he died at such a young age.
But then he thought about it, he had to offend Han Tiansheng, and it seemed that he deserved to die.
In the entire Chinese area, who dares to offend Han Tiansheng?
Han Tiansheng's status in the Chinese area is like that of a local emperor. If he insists on committing suicide, who can blame him?
"Do you really think he is dead?" Tang Zong asked.
Yuan Ling smiled. Han Tiansheng had already gone to his house, and I heard that there was a big commotion. People who paid attention to this matter said that he was not only dead, but also died miserably. Can this be false?
?
"You may not know who Han Tiansheng is. He will not show mercy to anyone." Yuan Ling said.
"In my opinion, you don't understand Brother Sanqian." Tang Zong said with a faint smile.
"What do you mean?" Yuan Ling frowned and looked at Tang Zong in confusion.
"I am going to say that Han Tiansheng died, do you believe it?" Tang Zong said.
Seeing Tang Zong's serious and serious look, Yuan Ling couldn't help but smile.
It was Han Tiansheng who died. How could this be possible? Everyone in the Chinese District knew that Han Sanqian had his leg broken by Han Xiao. He was not Han Xiao's opponent, so how could he kill Han Tiansheng?
"You still don't forget to flatter him at this time. You are such a dedicated flatterer." Yuan Ling said disdainfully. When she first met Tang Zong, she had a strong impression of him. To her, Tang Zong was her.
Prince Charming in her heart, but since she knew that he was just a flatterer, Yuan Ling had a strong disdain for Tang Zong, because in Yuan Ling's view, a person who relies on sweet words to please the superiors is a waste with no real ability.
"If you don't believe it, just come with me and have a look," Tang Zong said.
Seeing Tang Zong stand up, he seemed to be going to Han Sanqian's home.
Yuan Ling thought he must be crazy.
Now that Han Tiansheng has not left, wouldn't Tang Zong be committing suicide by leaving?
"Mr. Tang, are you crazy? If you go now, Han Tiansheng will probably kill you too," Yuan Ling said.
"I said it was Han Tiansheng who died." Tang Zong said calmly.
Watching Tang Zong walk out of the office, Yuan Ling stood there at a loss.
go?
Still not going?
If she went, it would not be what Tang Zong said, and she would also be implicated.
But Tang Zong's confident performance made Yuan Ling a little curious.
Although she didn't think Han Sanqian could kill Han Tiansheng, in her opinion, there was no need for Tang Zong to use his own life to flatter a dead man.
"Where did your confidence in him come from?" Yuan Ling said through clenched teeth.
Tang Zong arrived downstairs at the company and as soon as he got in the car, Yuan Ling panted and sat next to him. She had obviously run all the way here.
"Aren't you afraid?" Tang Zong said with a faint smile.
"I want to see where you, a flatterer, get your confidence from," Yuan Ling said.
Tang Zong looked relaxed and comfortable. He was not confident, but he absolutely believed in Han Sanqian.
"Whether this is flattery or not, you will know soon." Tang Zong said.
Driving all the way to Han Sanqian's villa, the nearby informants were all anxious. Han Tiansheng hadn't shown up yet, so they couldn't report the situation to their boss behind the scenes, and they themselves wanted to know what happened in the villa. They wanted to
Know how Han Sanqian died.
When Tang Zong's car stopped at the door of the villa, all the informants were stunned.
At this time, there are still people who dare to come to Han Sanqian's house. Isn't this asking for death?
In fact, it is reasonable for them to have such thoughts. As Han Sanqian's henchman, Ma Feihao is hiding at home and shivering, not daring to go anywhere, because he knows very well that no matter who approaches Han Sanqian at this time
Every home is a dead end.
The informants immediately reported Tang Zong's appearance to the boss behind the scenes, and those aristocratic families also began to speculate about Tang Zong's intentions.
Tang Zong, on the other hand, stood at the door with his hands and legs together, slightly bent over, with a respectful posture.
Seeing Tang Zong's move, Yuan Ling showed deep disdain on her face. In her opinion, Tang Zong even gave up his own dignity in order to flatter him. She really couldn't understand what Han Sanqian was capable of.
Let Tang Zong be so respectful.
A man who can grovel for status is really disgusting.
"I've really learned a lot." Yuan Ling said in a sinister tone.
Tang Zong was unmoved, with a puzzling smile on his lips.
"Brother Sanqian, many people are waiting for you." At this time, Tang Zong suddenly said.
When the nearby eyeliners heard this, they all looked confused.
Is this guy crazy?
Doesn't he know that Han Sanqian is dead, so why is he calling Han Sanqian's soul here?
"What is this lunatic doing? Does he still think Han Sanqian is alive?"
"This Shabi didn't know what happened just now. If he knew, he wouldn't think so. How could Han Sanqian be still alive?"
"This man seems to be crazy. He dares to show up at this time. It seems that he will die soon."
In the eyes of everyone, Tang Zong was about to die. Some people laughed at his idiotic behavior, some were disdainful, and some even told the boss behind the scenes that there was a lunatic who came to revive Han Sanqian.
At this moment, the door of the villa suddenly opened.
The eyeliners couldn't help but hold their breath, because they had waited for too long, was Han Tiansheng finally going to show up?
The first person to come out of the villa was Qi Yiyun.
"What...what happened? How could it be her? Could it be that Han Tiansheng was soft-hearted and let her go?"
"No way. With Han Tiansheng's methods, how could she survive?"
"Isn't it true that Han Tiansheng is old now and no longer as ruthless as before?"
In the eyes of everyone, Qi Yiyun was certain to die, so her appearance alive was very incredible.
"Prepare two coffins." Qi Yiyun said to Tang Zong.
A smile appeared on Tang Zong's lips, he nodded and said, "I'll make arrangements right away."
Qi Yiyun's words once again became a mystery.
Since she is not dead, why does Han Tiansheng prepare two coffins?
In the knowledge of those informants, the person who died must be Han Sanqian, so they would not think at all that the coffin was prepared for Han Tiansheng and Han Xiao.
A big question appeared in the mind of every eyeliner. And this question soon spread to all the aristocratic families in the entire Chinese district, because through the eyeliners, the aristocratic families who secretly paid attention to this matter learned about it at the first time.
This sentence.
Ma family.
Ma Feihao's face was as pale as paper. After receiving the news, he said to his father in confusion: "Dad, could it be that Han Sanqian was cut into eight pieces. One coffin can't fit, so why do we have to prepare two?"
Ma Feihao's father had a sad look on his face. How could he care about why Han Tiansheng wanted two coffins now? He just wanted to know where Ma Yu was. If he didn't come back, the Ma family would probably be implicated by Han Sanqian.
"You continue to call your uncle. Are you concerned about the coffin? Does it have anything to do with you?" Ma Feihao's father said.
Ma Feihao nodded repeatedly. There were hundreds of calls on the phone, but Ma Yu was turned off, which made Ma Feihao very helpless.
"Uncle, it's not like he had an accident. How come his phone keeps shutting down?" Ma Feihao said.
"Shut up, you cunt. If something happens to him, both of us will die. You can't think of something better." Ma Feihao's father said angrily.
Ma Feihao shrank his neck. He also knew that if something happened to Ma Yu, neither he nor his father would end well. After all, he and Han Sanqian were too close during this period, and it was impossible for Han Tiansheng not to know about this.
While the entire Chinese area was speculating on the intentions of the two coffins, Tang Zong found the coffins as quickly as possible and drove them in two pickup trucks to the door of Han Sanqian Villa.
At this time, the door of the villa opened again, and many eyeliners stretched their necks to see what was going on in the villa.
One minute...
Two minutes...
Time flies by like seconds and years, passing very slowly, making people feel like a century has passed.
finally!
The people in the villa are out!
Han Sanqian dragged Han Tiansheng's body with his right hand, and Han Xiao's body from left to right, appearing in everyone's sight.
