On the shore, while Jiang Shanghan's people and Zhou Junnian's people were fighting, they suddenly heard a gunshot from the cruise ship in the distance.
All disputes stopped instantly.
Jiang Shanghan turned his head and looked at the cruise ship that was slowly leaving at some point, frowning slightly.
Almost at the same time, Jiang Ying quickly took action again and subdued all Zhou Junnian's men.
Jiang Ying said: "Master Jiang."
Jiang Shanghan glanced at the others and ordered: "Watch them."
After speaking, he walked towards the other side of the shore with his long legs.
There are two yachts parked there.
On the cruise ship, after Lin Nan heard the gunfire, his pupils shrank and he quickly ran towards the top deck.
"Mr. Zhou——!"
As soon as they stepped out of the hatch, they saw Zhou Cishen slightly raising his hand.
Lin Nan immediately stopped, breathing rapidly, feeling the wind on the sea was strong and turbulent.
Zhou Cishen stood there, blood dripping down his right arm and falling on the deck.
Zhou Junnian pointed a gun at him with a cruel and crazy smile: "Do you know what I hate most in my life?"
Zhou Cishen looked at him calmly, without answering or moving away.
Zhou Junnian continued: "What I hate most in my life is that I am disabled and can only spend my whole life in a wheelchair.
Since you want to end it all, you might as well feel what it's like to be a cripple before you die.
how?"
As soon as Zhou Junnian finished speaking, another shot hit Zhou Cishen in the right leg.
Zhou Cishen swayed slightly but still did not leave.
The next second, Zhou Junnian's gun was aimed at his heart.
Lin Nan couldn't stand it any longer, and just when he was about to step forward, he felt a figure next to him pass him and run over.
Ruan Xingwan opened his arms and stood in front of Zhou Cishen, his breathing fluctuated violently, and his voice was trembling: "If you still don't understand your hatred, then kill me if you want..."
When Zhou Cishen saw her figure, his jaw slightly tensed, he pulled her to one side with his left hand, and lowered his voice: "What do you want, go back."
Seeing that he was unsteady, Ruan Xingwan quickly supported him. Seeing him like this, tears couldn't stop falling: "I won't leave. You promised me that nothing will happen and you will go back safely. What are you doing?"
Lied to me……"
Zhou Cishen smiled at her and rubbed her hair: "Take care of my two children."
Ruan Xingwan burst into tears and shook her head desperately: "I don't want it, Zhou Cishen, you big liar, bastard, bastard, I will never forgive you again..."
Zhou Cishen tilted his head and said in a deep voice: "Lin Nan, take her away."
Lin Nandao: "Mr. Zhou..."
"take away!"
Lin Nan gritted his teeth, held Ruan Xingwan's shoulders with both hands, and took her away from here.
Zhou Cishen looked at Zhou Junnian again, pointed to his heart: "Continue."
Zhou Junnian smiled and mocked: "It's such a touching scene."
As he spoke, the muzzle of his gun was slightly tilted towards Ruan Xingwan.
Zhou Cishen's pupils shrank rapidly and he said coldly: "Zhou Junnian!"
Zhou Junnian said: "I watched the relationship between you get here step by step.
If you die, she really won't be able to survive, so why not help you."
Zhou Cishen strode over, held the muzzle of the gun, put it against his chest, and said word by word: "I told you, if anything comes at me."
Zhou Junnian said: "Why do you think that your life can make me let go of my hatred?"
Zhou Cishen stared at him: "You have no other choice."
Zhou Junnian smiled: "Really?"
He spoke slowly: "Since you know it clearly, what I want is for you to spend your whole life in pain and hatred. How can I get my wish by killing you?"
Zhou Cishen frowned when he heard this.
Zhou Junnian let go of the gun and said in a calm tone: "I have been planning for so many years, but I still lost at your hands. I have nothing to say, but although I cannot let you live in hatred for the rest of your life, I can make you,
You will never be able to get rid of me, and you will always live in my shadow, living your life in guilt and self-blame."
After he finished speaking, his hand on the wheelchair moved slightly, and the wheelchair suddenly retreated, crashed through the railing on the side of the ship, and fell towards the sea.
Zhou Cishen reacted quickly, immediately moved forward, threw himself on the deck, and grabbed his wrist in the air.
The wheelchair fell into the seabed, causing a splash of water.
Zhou Junnian obviously did not expect that Zhou Cishen would save him.
He raised his head and said, "I thought you wouldn't be afraid of these threats."
Zhou Cishen had blue veins popping out on his forehead and said with great effort: "Stop talking nonsense. Your revenge is over, and it's my turn."
Zhou Junnian smiled: "If I die, your revenge will be avenged."
Zhou Cishen turned his head and shouted: "Pull him up!"
Zhou Junnian just said calmly: "Cishen, can you call me brother for the last time."
Zhou Cishen didn't speak, his lips were tightly pressed, and he held his hand with all his strength.
On the deck, the sound of hurried footsteps was heard.
Zhou Junnian spoke again: "I have never regretted anything I have done. I have been in a wheelchair for so many years and rarely even leave the Zhou family.
But now, I have made the entire Nancheng a mess, causing so many people to suffer because of me.
It can be considered that life is not in vain."
After speaking, he raised his hand that was hanging down and opened Zhou Cishen's hand.
Then it fell straight into the sea like a kite with its string broken.
Zhou Cishen's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse.
"Brother——"
Zhou Junnian closed his eyes with a gentle smile on his lips.
It was instantly submerged by the sea water.
Twenty years ago, Zhou Junnian was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He was smart, kind and gentle.
He has not inherited any bad habits from his parents, and is a rare gifted son.
But unfortunately, such a person seems to be jealous of God and has taken away everything from him.
From then on, his life plummeted, and just when he was about to give up on himself,