Lu Jinshen took a deep look at Lu Ziqian. When he looked at Fang Shengtian, the deep meaning in his eyes had long been hidden. "One child in exchange for two adults, and I still have to let you go. Do you think I'll do this kind of unprofitable business?"
Fang Shengtian calmly curled the corners of his lips. "Either you do it, or …" He pointed the gun in his hand at Lu Ziqian's head. "He'll die with us."
Lu Jinshen's hands in his trouser pockets clenched into fists, but his face was still calm. "Are you sure that I'll agree to your terms?"
"Do you have any other choice?" Fang Shengtian asked calmly.
Lu Jinshen frowned and lowered his head to think for a few seconds. When he looked up again, his eyes were cold and he exuded a ruthless aura. "He's my son, but I can still have another one. But if I let you go, who knows how many innocent people will be harmed. Although I'm a father, don't forget that I'm also a soldier."
Looking at Lu Jinshen, who was so righteous, Fang Shengtian began to panic. He thought that he had Lu Jinshen's lifeline, but he didn't expect him to be so selfless.
No, impossible. No one could watch their own son die in front of them. He must be faking it.
Yes, he must be faking it!
Now, it was a competition of calmness and ruthlessness.
He might not be as calm as Lu Jinshen, but he was definitely more ruthless than Lu Jinshen.
Fang Shengtian suppressed the panic in his heart and reloaded the gun. "My patience is limited. I'll count to three. If you still don't agree to my terms, I'll shoot. You should know that in our line of work, we're never afraid of death. Anyway, I'll die if I'm caught by you.
Fang Shengtian began to count. "One … two …"
Lu Jinshen's eyes were locked on the muzzle in Fang Shengtian's hand. His thin lips were pressed into a straight line. In his trouser pocket, his palms were sweaty. "A life for a life. I can promise to let you go."
Fang Shengtian saw that Lu Jinshen had relented, and the string in his heart loosened. However, Lu Jinshen's men were outside now. The longer it dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him. He had to solve it quickly. "There's no room for discussion. You must let the three of us go. If I don't even have this bit of brotherhood's loyalty, wouldn't I have been in vain all these years?"
Lu Jinshen calmly retracted his gaze from the window and rejected her. "Impossible!"
"Then there's only one death." Fang Shengtian's index finger was on the trigger. Before he could pull it, he felt a chill behind him. Then he felt something pass through the back of his head.
Blood and bullets shot out from Fang Shengtian's forehead.
The moment he fell, his eyes were full of indignation. He looked at the man holding Sheng Yufei beside him. "Killing the child."
In the blink of an eye, a bullet was shot from behind Sheng Yufei and towards Lu Ziqian.
In a short moment, Lu Jinshen ran towards Lu Ziqian and shouted, "Ziqian, squat down."
Lu Ziqian stood stiffly without moving. He watched as Lu Jinshen ran towards him. His innocent eyes were filled with joy. Daddy was here to save him. Daddy cared about him.
That was great!
He was so ignorant that he didn't know that danger was approaching him.
Whoosh!
The bullet went through a person's body.
In an instant, time seemed to have stopped.
Two seconds later.
Bang!
The sound of a body falling heavily to the ground.
Then, two more bodies were shot in the head and fell to the ground.
Lu Ziqian heard the sound and turned his head. He saw pools of blood all over the ground. It was a shocking sight.
His mother was one of the people who had fallen.
Lu Ziqian cried and screamed, "Ah … Mommy …"
He wanted to run over and hug his mother. He wanted to press down on the blood flowing out of her chest. What if the blood ran out?
But … but …
Why didn't his legs listen to him at all?
Lu Ziqian fell to the ground. He crawled with his small hands and cried towards Sheng Yufei, "Mommy … Mommy …"
In the pool of blood, Sheng Yufei stared at Lu Ziqian with her eyes wide open. She seemed to want to say something to him, but her mouth was covered with tape and she couldn't say a word.
Lu Jinshen ran to Sheng Yufei. He pressed down on the blood gushing out of her chest with one hand and tore off the tape on her mouth with the other to let her breathe.
Sheng Yufei looked at the man beside her who had a calm expression on his face, but his handsome brows were clearly dyed with worry. She curled her lips slightly and said weakly, "You still … care about me … right?"
"Don't talk. Save your energy." Lu Jinshen then looked at the soldiers who ran in. "Call the ambulance."
"Yes." One of the soldiers turned and left.
Sheng Yufei wanted to say something, but the blood gushed from her chest to her mouth. She trembled and couldn't speak properly. "Hug … hug … hug me …"
Lu Jinshen frowned. "You're seriously injured. Don't talk."
"You … are … so cruel …" Sheng Yufei slowly closed her eyes in despair.
Lu Ziqian crawled to Sheng Yufei and grabbed her hand. He cried, "Mommy … Mommy, don't sleep … I'm Ziqian … Don't leave me … I'll listen to you … I'll listen to everything you say … Don't leave me …"
When the ambulance arrived, Sheng Yufei's heart had stopped beating and her pulse had already stopped.
Lu Jinshen reached out to hold Lu Ziqian's hand, but he shrank away. In the end, Tong Qiao came over and coaxed him into the car.
Baishao sent Tong Qiao and Lu Ziqian home first. Lu Jinshen stayed behind to deal with the aftermath.
When Tong Qiao returned home, the family doctor was already waiting for her.
Aunt Zhou sat at the side with An 'an in her arms. She looked at Tong Qiao's injuries and wept. "This bastard is really inhumane."
Tong Qiao smiled and comforted Aunt Zhou. "I'm fine. It doesn't hurt anymore."
"How can it not hurt when you're injured like this?" Aunt Zhou lowered her head and wiped her tears.
"I'm really fine. I have thick skin."
"You're a delicate girl. How can you have thick skin?"
"…" Tong Qiao realized that Aunt Zhou really didn't know how to comfort people. She had ended the conversation.
Aunt Zhou digested the news by herself for a while. Then, she carried An 'an into the kitchen and instructed the nanny to make a calming soup.
After treating the wound, she drank the calming soup, had her meal, bathed Lu Ziqian, and washed up herself. By the time Tong Qiao lay on the bed, it was almost ten o 'clock.
She had just laid down for a while when she heard a scream.
Tong Qiao immediately went out of the room and pushed open the door to Lu Ziqian's room. He was sitting on the bed with a pale face. She hurried over and sat down on the edge of the bed. "What's wrong?"
Lu Ziqian hugged Tong Qiao tightly. "Blood. There's so much blood."
Tong Qiao could feel Lu Ziqian's little body trembling. She thought that what happened during the day must have frightened him. She gently patted Lu Ziqian's little shoulder. "It's okay. You were just dreaming."
After a while, the little boy in her arms stopped trembling.
Lu Ziqian let go of Tong Qiao and raised his little head. There was still fear in his red and swollen eyes. He asked softly, "Tong Qiao, does my mother not want me anymore?"
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