Yanjing Airport.
Chang Yishan in a suit came out of the VIP passage. He was greeted by a business car. The driver was a young man who wore sunglasses even though it was night time.
After getting in the car, Chang Yishan gently leaned the back of the seat and said, "Where is it?"
"The back seat," the young man said and stepped on the gas pedal to drive away.
After confirming that there was a black box in the back seat, Chang Yishan took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Hello."
There was a dull but excited voice on the other side of the phone.
"Do it," Chang Yishan said concisely.
"Understood."
After hanging up the phone, Chang Yishan opened the black box. There was a delicate silver pistol inside. There was also a black silencer on the side.
Chang Yishan put the silencer on the muzzle unskillfully and stuffed a disinfectant towel into his mouth. He closed his eyes and gently moved the muzzle. There was a muffled bang. He shot him in the left arm.
"Ugh —" Chang Yishan opened his eyes, his face slightly twisted because of the pain.
But this shot was only a flesh wound, it did not hurt the bone. If he recovered well, he would be able to touch water in a month.
There was a medical box under his feet. Chang Yishan opened the box, cleaned the wound, and disinfected and bandaged it. Then he patted the driver's shoulder and said, "Go home."
…
Guo Zhendong had already asked someone to send hot pot to his home. Chang Yishan's home. He had also prepared the beer and was ready to enjoy it with Chang Yishan.
But the moment he opened the door, Guo Zhendong's face changed. His eyes were full of killing intent!
"What happened?" Guo Zhendong supported the pale Chang Yishan.
"I was attacked on the way back." Chang Yishan staggered back to the living room. He weakly sat on the sofa.
Guo Zhendong glanced at the rough bandage on Chang Yishan's arm. It was all dismantled, disinfected, stitched, and bandaged, a series of skilled and strict movements. It was obvious that he had received special training.
"Gunshot wound?" Guo Zhendong frowned and asked.
"Mm." Chang Yishan nodded lightly.
"Xiao Zheng did it?" Guo Zhendong's eyes were bloodshot.
What? Since you can't win in a business war, you're resorting to assassination?
Too despicable!
"I don't know." Chang Yishan lit a cigarette and said with rational eyes. "But I know he's also coming back tonight."
From the time he boarded the plane to the time Xiao Zheng discovered his whereabouts, it was no more than two hours. Therefore, there was not much time left for Chang Yishan.
"Have a good rest." Guo Zhendong suddenly stood up and said with a fierce look in his eyes. "I'll help you kill him!"
Then, ignoring Chang Yishan's attempts to stop him, he broke through the door and left.
…
Twelve o 'clock at night
Lin Huayin, who had been working for a whole day, dragged her exhausted body to take the elevator to the parking lot. Xiao Zheng had warned her sternly before he left. Even if he wasn't around, she wasn't allowed to stay up past midnight. This was a family rule.
For Xiao Zheng, unless it involved principles. Otherwise, Lin Huayin would rarely refuse.
Ding dong.
The elevator door opened. Lin Huayin had just walked out, but she suddenly stopped.
In the dark, there was a figure that couldn't be ignored.
Lin Huayin stared at the unfriendly figure expressionlessly and said indifferently, "Looking for me?"
"Yes."
A black figure appeared from the dark.
It was not someone else. It was the creator of the Eight Ultimates — Mu Qingsong!
"Miss Lin, I've taken care of them." Mu Qingsong smiled. They were referring to the Shadow Guards that Lin Chaotian had arranged. They had never appeared in Lin Huayin's sight, but they followed her like a shadow.
Lin Huayin wasn't surprised. She said calmly, "Where are you going?"
Lin Huayin's cooperation surprised Mu Qingsong. But soon, he shook his head and said with a smile, "As expected of Lin Laoyao's daughter."
After saying that, he opened the car door and stretched out his hand, "Please."
…
Lin Huayin didn't receive any unfair treatment throughout the journey. Mu Qingsong was like her driver. At a fork, he even asked for Lin Huayin's opinion, "The road on the left is difficult, but it's fast. The road on the right is the national highway. It'll be slightly slower. "
"Safety first." Lin Huayin gave her opinion.
"Yes." Mu Qingsong nodded and chose the national highway.
He didn't seem to care if this was Lin Huayin's way of stalling for time.
An hour later, the car arrived in front of a dilapidated warehouse. The lights in the warehouse were dim. The dark orange light spilled out, and the dust in the air could be clearly seen.
"Miss Lin. Please. "Mu Qingsong gestured with his hand.
Lin Huayin didn't object and slowly walked into the warehouse.
As soon as she entered the warehouse, she saw Chang Yishan sitting on a chair.
His arm was bandaged with gauze. The gauze was dyed red with blood. It looked quite glaring. Seeing Lin Huayin arrive, Chang Yishan stood up and greeted her. He smiled and said, "Sorry for inviting you here."
Lin Huayin glanced coldly at Chang Yishan. "You're weaker than I thought."
The smile on Chang Yishan's handsome face froze. He shook his head and said, "Why do you say that?"
"You know." Lin Huayin's beautiful eyes slightly drooped.
Chang Yishan smiled and said, "After he dies tonight. What will you do? "
Lin Huayin's eyes darkened. She looked up and said, "Do you have the ability?"
Chang Yishan shook his head. "I don't." After a pause, he raised his hand and pointed at Mu Qingsong. "He does."
Then, he continued, "You do too."
Lin Huayin stared at Chang Yishan. "You dare to kill me?"
"I don't dare." Chang Yishan shook his head. His expression was very relaxed. "But as long as he thinks I dare. That's enough. "
He was worried. Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance. Xiao Zheng didn't dare to gamble.
His heart would definitely be in a mess.
Mu Qingsong said that if he was in a mess, he would definitely lose!
If he lost, he would definitely die!
Chang Yishan chose Lin Huayin, who was the riskiest. He had already done it to the extreme. He had also forced Xiao Zheng into a dead end.
Lin Huayin randomly found a chair and sat down. She had no awareness of being kidnapped. Her expression was indifferent.
Chang Yishan didn't care. He just sat down slowly and stared at Lin Huayin's perfect face. He suddenly asked, "If I pursued you when I was a student. Would I have a chance? "
"No." Lin Huayin said coldly.
"What about before you met Xiao Zheng?" Chang Yishan continued to ask.
"No." Lin Huayin still answered with two words.
"How can I not be compared to him?" Chang Yishan asked.
"How can you be compared to him?" Lin Huayin asked. "If you were stronger than him, would you have taken this step?"
Chang Yishan smiled. He didn't refute.
He calmly lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. His eyes were looking at the distant night sky. He said slowly, "I really want to know how you will react when he dies in front of you."
"You definitely don't want to know," Lin Huayin said with a frosty expression.
Chang Yishan shrugged and said casually, "It doesn't matter. He may not have the chance to find this place. "
Hiss …
The incandescent light flickered, emitting a faint electric sound.
A gust of cold wind blew outside the warehouse. It was bone-chilling.
The wind was blowing.
The night sky seemed to be getting darker. It was so heavy that people couldn't breathe.
Even the bright moon was covered by dark clouds. There was no light in the world!
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