The two returned to their ancestral home in silence. Mr. Lan held a family meeting and announced Lan Zhou's return.

At the same time, he beat everyone hard. Although the identity of Lan Zhou's heir was not clearly announced, this was also a prelude.

Everyone knows it clearly.

Mr. Lan began to hand over the work in his hands to Lan Zhou, while he assisted beside him.

Lan Zhou undoubtedly did a good job, but the smiles on his face became less and less, and he became more and more taciturn.

If a person has never had it, he has never lost it, and life can still be endured.

But he once had it, and then left it suddenly, he didn't expect that life would be so difficult.

Lan Zhou didn't expect that he would miss Hassan so much and miss being by his side.

He couldn't sleep all night long, staring at the ceiling above his head, all night long until dawn.

Hassan's life was not easy either. He regretted countless times and easily agreed to Lan Zhou's departure that day.

Although he had made adequate preparations for his safety, he still did not expect that Lan Zhou would occupy much more weight in his heart than he expected.

During the day, he worked diligently, and at night, he looked at Lan Zhou's portrait and often kept his eyes open until dawn.

Time has not diluted everything, some feelings are brewing slowly, like aged wine, the more it brews, the stronger it becomes.

The atmosphere in the Lan family is becoming more and more subtle. When such an heir in his early twenties gradually emerges, it undoubtedly threatens the interests of many people.

Usually the heir is about forty years old, so he can be in power for at most twenty years. And Lan Zhou is only twenty years old. If he takes power, he is very likely to stay in this position for forty years, suppressing not only this generation, but also the possibility of the next generation inheriting the family.

This was a cake that touched too many people, and many people secretly started to make some small moves.

Grandpa Lan Zhou now protects Lan Zhou like an iron bucket, and even personally checks on his security, stopping one after another of small actions, but it also makes him feel more and more chilled. He never knew that Lan Zhou actually met. To so much malice.

This generation's struggle for family succession is more bloody than ever before, and Grandpa Lan Zhou's heart is extremely complicated.

But Lan Zhou, who was in the center of the storm, was extremely quiet and peaceful. I don't know whether he didn't notice the storm or didn't care. Hassan's bodyguard Khalid was guarding him 24 hours a day.

On this day, Lan Zhou took a car to inspect a newly developed land. When the car drove to the cross-river bridge, Khalid discovered that a vehicle was following him.

"Master Lan, please fasten your seat belt and protect yourself. Someone is following us. I have to start speeding up to avoid it."

Lan Zhou looked out the window and confirmed that the seat belt was fastened.

"Ok."

Khalid's driving skills were very good, and he quickly shuttled through the river of cars. The three cars behind him were chasing after him. The cars turned rapidly to overtake him, and Lan Zhou kept tilting left and right with the car inside.

The bodyguard saw the right moment, turned at high speed, and used a large truck to suddenly throw away the three vehicles behind him.

He breathed a sigh of relief and drove forward. This place had reached a relatively quiet section of road with fewer vehicles. It was obviously not a good place to follow. Khalid was also slightly relieved.

At a turn ahead, two large trucks traveling in the opposite direction suddenly appeared, rushing forward at extremely high speeds.

Khalid's pupils shrank suddenly, and he shouted at Lan Zhou in the back seat of the car.

"Hold on and do it well!"

Khalid saw the right moment, broke through the guardrail and entered the opposite lane, narrowly avoiding two large trucks.

But because the speed was too fast, the car body rolled over and fell into the green belt on the roadside.

In the violent turbulence, Lan Zhou could no longer tell the difference between east, west and north. He protected his head with his hands and hit the side glass, leaving several blood marks on the back of his hands.

Khalid quickly got out of the car, unbuckled Lanzhou's seat belt, and pulled the person out of the car.

The large truck stopped and five people got out of it. Several cars coming from a distance also got out and seven or eight people rushed towards Lan Zhou.

The two cars Grandpa Lan Zhou arranged to protect Lan Zhou also chased him up and got out with four bodyguards.

It soon turned into a chaotic battle, but Lan Zhou had few people on his side and obviously did not have an advantage. Fortunately, Khalid was very good at Kung Fu and kept Lan Zhou behind him.

But he also suffered the most attacks, and his body was scratched in several places by knives.

Finally, someone called the police and a police car roared over. The other party tried to escape, but was forced to drag three people away. The three people were later taken away by the police.

Everyone quickly escorted Lan Zhou into the private hospital. Mr. Lan also came over after hearing the news.

When he arrived at the hospital, Lan Zhou was standing at the door of the emergency room. A nurse stood to help him treat the wound on his hand. Lan Zhou looked nervously at the door of the emergency room.

Inside, Khalid was seriously injured and was receiving treatment.

Grandpa asked Lan Zhou anxiously:

"How are you? Where are you hurt?"

Lan Zhou had a few scratches on his arm, which were not serious. The bleeding had stopped. What was left was a few bruises on his body, which were not serious.

"I'm fine, but Khalid's injury is serious."

Mr. Lan looked solemn.

"Is it life-threatening?"

The clever little nurse next to me helped explain:

"Mr Khalid had three stab wounds but none were serious. He will be fine."

Lan Zhouyu said with guilt, "If it weren't for him this time, I would definitely be in trouble."

Grandpa Lan Zhou was not only grateful to survive the disaster, but also grateful to Hassan.

"Don't be sad kid, Khalid is fine. I need to inform Hassan about this, this is his person after all."

Lan Zhou nodded, feeling inexplicably.

Mr. Lan went to the lounge to make a call. Hassan had just returned to the office and quickly picked up the call when he saw the number.

"Hello, Mr. Lan."

Grandpa Lan Zhou's voice was a little uneasy.

"Hassan, I'm sorry, Khalid is injured."

Hassan frowned, deliberately suppressing the anxiety in his voice.

"Is he okay? How is Lan Zhou doing now?"

"Lan Zhou is fine, his arm is slightly scratched, but Khalid has a few stab wounds on his body. Although it is not serious, he will definitely need some time to recover.

I'm really sorry, I didn't make a plan. "

Hassan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Which hospital is Khalid in? I'm here to visit him."

Grandpa Lan Zhou was shocked. Hassan valued Khalid so much. This was a big favor!

“Rima Hospital in the Netherlands.

"it is good."

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