After running with the online dating boss

In the quiet mountain forest, in the desolate abandoned hospital, there is not even a complete wall in it. The sunlight shines on the face through the gap above the head. It is not as comfortable as being in the shade of the trees.

Standing in the middle of the empty hall, Han Lingyu squinted his eyes and looked up at the dazzling sunlight. It was as if a huge stone was pressed against his heart, and he was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

He slowly closed his eyes, and the choking smell of dust all around made him feel that every time he took a breath, his chest would cause throbbing pain.

This feeling, mixed with the sourness at the tip of the nose, made the vision gradually blurred.

The moment tears were about to roll down, he closed his eyes to isolate the mist from the chaotic and dull air outside.

He took a deep breath, the soles of his feet were filled with lead, and he had no strength to take another step forward.

Fang Yuan frowned, watching several of his subordinates walking up the crumbling stairs, carrying stretchers in their hands, covered with white cloth, as the heavy footsteps approached, the atmosphere became more gloomy and oppressive.

"kneel!"

The man's cold voice suddenly sounded, with an irresistible deterrent force, more than 20 bodyguards in black knelt down in an instant.

Han Lingyu also knelt down on one knee with a plop, slowly opened those eagle-like eyes, and looked at the white stretcher that was getting closer.

Several people stopped, put the stretcher on the ground, and followed closely behind, kneeling respectfully and solemnly on one knee.

A gust of cold wind blew by, even though the sun was warm, it still carried a sad coldness.

Even though time passed and his legs started to feel numb, no one dared to get up.

In the oppressive atmosphere, Han Lingyu, who was the center, suddenly knelt on the ground with his other leg, put his hands on the ground with a majestic face, and saluted the old man on the stretcher.

"Grandpa Park, don't worry, I will definitely help Park Zhengyi stabilize his position in the Pu family and rescue them. You and my grandfather should get along well in the sky, and don't get angry and quarrel because of playing chess."

The man who always had tears and never flicked them, finally couldn't bear the sadness in his heart, the tears rolled down, dripping to the ground.

At this moment, Han Lingyu's mind was full of memories, with thoughts of his grandfather and grief for Grandpa Park, only melancholy and lamentation.

As he kowtowed, all the bodyguards followed him in unison and kowtowed sincerely.

In the bleak atmosphere, the man got up slowly, walked in front without looking sideways, and led everyone out of the abandoned hospital.

Desolate woods, few people come here.

On the side of the road, a white tourist bus was parked.

The driver was smoking. When he saw the team coming out, he immediately threw away the cigarette butt, got out of the car and opened the door.

Everyone was silent, quietly put the stretcher onto the bus.

More than 20 people got into the car, only Han Lingyu and Fang Yuan stood by the side of the road, watched them leave, and then walked to the black car on the other side.

Sitting in the car, Fang Yuan explained the following arrangements while driving: "Mr. Han, I have contacted a crematorium for Mr. Park's body and will temporarily store it there."

"Well, is it reliable?"

"It's reliable, and no one will know where Mr. Park is stored, because the place is too remote, and those people are also foreigners, so they won't pay attention to Mr. Park."

"Well, can you see the cause of Mr. Park's death?"

Han Lingyu was in a bad mood, and looked at the shadows of trees receding outside the car window, feeling even more heavy.

His voice was also full of endless fatigue. When he said these words, it was like a knife was cutting the flesh and blood from his heart.

Although there is no blood relationship, but after all, he is an old man who has watched him grow up, and he and his grandfather are happy friends. With this relationship, everyone would hope that he will have a good end when he dies.

But the fact is so heartbreaking.

Not only did the old man not get a good result, on the contrary he was killed by his own son, how sad and desolate?

With a sigh, Han Lingyu was so tired for the first time that he didn't want to say a word, so he could only make a soft hum, which was regarded as an answer.

"Because there was no doctor with me this time, it is impossible to determine the real cause of Mr. Park's death, but based on my experience, I can see that the old man was brutally lynched before. His fingers were cut off, and one arm was tied because It was too hard, the blood vessels were clogged, and it may have been necrotic when the person was still alive. His head was also hit hard, and judging from the shape, it should be kicked with military leather shoes."

The atmosphere in the car became more dull, Fang Yuan seemed to hear a low humming sound behind him, but then the frightening chill spread from behind, making him feel as if his throat was being strangled by an invisible force.

Mr. Han is angry, and the consequences will be very serious.

This is the only impression he has now, following Han Lingyu for many years, seeing him so angry for the first time, I think those people will suffer a devastating blow.

The car drove dully all the way, gradually entering the bustling city center from the wilderness.

In the bar street full of lights and feasting, many people on the side of the road were drunk, and a few people hugged the tree pit and started to vomit loudly.

"what time is it?"

After not speaking for a long time, the voice sounded hoarse like fingernails rubbing against the blackboard.

Through the rearview mirror, Fang Yuan saw that the boss kept his head down, and he didn't seem to notice that it was already dark outside.

He coughed lightly and said cautiously, "Mr. Han, it's already 10:30 in the evening."

"Well, that guy usually comes out after twelve o'clock, find a quiet place to stop."

"Yes."

The car slowly stopped in a quiet alley, and the dim environment was just right for Han Lingyu.

"Mr. Han, you haven't eaten all day, shall I buy you something to eat?"

"I'm not hungry, you dress up, go to the door and guard first, if that person comes, just bring it here, I don't want to hear those noisy voices."

"it is good."

Fang Yuan pursed the corners of his lips, a little annoyed that the boss hadn't eaten all day, for fear that his stomach would be starved.

But thinking of Mr. Park's bleak death, he sighed softly and chose to accept it.

Such a result is unacceptable to anyone.

With a bang, the car door closed, leaving Han Lingyu alone, and the tears he held back rolled down again at this moment.

Once a strong person sheds tears, it's like turning on a switch, venting out all the sadness and grievances accumulated over the years.

Those people's methods are too sinister and vicious, and my sister and long-time friends must have been lynched as well.

Thinking of this, Han Yingying's innocent smile turned into pain before her eyes.The mouth opened and closed, as if calling for brother.

Han Lingyu's heart throbbed again, and his heart was pierced with hatred.

He endured the pain in his heart, and after the tears took away the sadness, he calmed down again, picked up the phone, hesitated for a moment, and decided that he couldn't take care of so much, and he had to find a way to rescue his sister first.

Beep, beep, the busy tone from the phone, indicating that the other party is in the middle of a call.

"what?"

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the remark name displayed on the phone screen, the man couldn't help being taken aback, his face full of doubts.

Who is Ouyang Mukui talking to?

This mobile phone number is his private number, and no one else will know it except those close to him.

Those in business are just talking about business, let alone know this number.

Half an hour later, the call was called back, and Ouyang Mukui's deep voice came.

"Han Lingyu, I contacted a foreign mercenary team. Although they are not as strong as those guys, they are willing to help out because of their enmity. But when I was negotiating with them just now, they said that there must be another mercenary team. Only a professional team with weapons will act when they are willing."

"No problem, tell him that there is not only a professional team, but also other teams. For them, it is a duck to their lips."

"There are other teams? Who is it? Lu Chenye?"

"I also have a friend in South Korea. He can provide the same help as Lu Chenye, but it just costs some money. But money doesn't matter to me, as long as people are safe and sound, it's fine."

"Well, I understand that if I pay for it, I can afford it within the range of [-] million yuan. If there is more pocket money that I can control alone, I can also pay it, but it will be more troublesome. A meeting with shareholders is required."

"You don't need to say [-] million in front of me. I don't need this little money. Just help me contact those people. This time I will use force directly, and I won't take my time with them anymore."

"Why? Han Lingyu, this doesn't seem to be your style of doing things."

The cold and proud man took a deep breath, looked at the gloomy starless sky outside the window, exuded a chilling air all over his body, like the king of Hades in the dark night, and said in a cold voice: "I have found the body of Mr. It's too cruel, if I take my time, I'm afraid I can only collect the body of Pu Zhengyi."

Ouyang Mukui was startled suddenly, gasped, his heart was beating wildly, as if it was going to pop out of his throat at any moment.

I thought it was just a rescue plan, but I didn't expect to advance to the battlefield of life and death.

"Han Lingyu, do you need me to go to Korea to help you?"

"No, just help me act over there. Temporarily paralyzing their attention and distracting part of the troops is already the greatest help."

"Okay. I see."

"Well, let's not talk, I have something to do here, so hang up first."

"it is good."

With a bang, the car door opened, and there was a man wearing Xiha, with a terrifying blue dragon pattern tattooed on his arm. It was clearly Heitian, but he was still wearing sunglasses to look cool and handsome.

Han Lingyu put away his mobile phone and said with a sneer, "You're still the same stinky fart. Aren't you afraid of falling if you can't see the road clearly while wearing sunglasses so late?"

"Hey, Boss Han, don't make fun of me. You came here on a special trip today and let me guess."

As soon as the man opened his mouth, he could speak Korean-style Mandarin. Although his spoken language was not very good, he had a good understanding of Chinese, at least he could communicate normally.

"Mr. Han, if I'm not wrong, you should come here for that guy named Lu Chenye, right? Let me tell you, that guy got into big trouble, and I can't help him intercede."