Earlier, Lu Huai released Dong Hongchang in Shanghai, just before Dong Hongchang arrived in Hanyang.
Lu Huai's people have been following Dong Hongchang, knowing which train he will take back to Hanyang.
After Lu Huai learned the news, he immediately made preparations.
They will set up an ambush on the train and kill Dong Hongchang.
Then, he announced to the public what Dong Hongchang had done.
Lu Huai would never let Dong Hongchang return to Hanyang safely.
Tonight is Dong Hongchang's death date.
The night was heavy, and the night covered Shanghai.
Several black cars parked at the train station, looking colder and colder in the night.
Lu Huai and Ye Chu got out of the car and walked inside.
Tonight, the temperature is terribly cold. The light and shallow fog floats, hidden in the dark night, with a coolness.
The pitch-black railroad track stretches forward silently, and there is boundless darkness in the distance.
The entire train station sank in the quiet night.
The rumbling sound is from far to near, the whistle is scattered in the night, and the train has arrived.
They got on the train.
The train started, shook slightly, and thundered into the cold winter night.
In the silent night, the clouds covered the night sky, and the moonlight fell through the gap, lonely.
…
One person also got on the train.
His brows and eyes were gloomy, and he was full of gloomy air.
Mo Qinghan.
Mo Qinghan got on the train quietly and walked into a carriage.
The carriage was so clean, and the darkness fell.
Mo Qinghan sat there, the light was extremely dim, and his expression was indistinguishable.
At this moment, Mo Qinghan lowered his head and glanced at his watch.
The second hand walked silently, time passed slowly, and the atmosphere was somewhat depressed.
There was no sound in the carriage, and there was a strange silence, and the chill hit hard.
After a while, Mo Qinghan withdrew his gaze.
He called out, and one of his men stood in front of him.
Mo Qing glanced at him coldly, "How are things prepared?"
The voice is cold and chilling.
Subordinates: "Master, the explosives have been set up."
The subordinate spoke slowly, sounded clearly, and landed in the silent carriage.
At this time, the night was getting dim, and the dark trees were reflected in the carriage, and the darkness was silent.
Mo Qing laughed coldly.
The eyes are full of crazy colors.
The entanglement between him and Dong Hongchang should be settled.
He had arranged everything a long time ago and placed explosives in Dong Hongchang's carriage.
When the time came, the train exploded.
He and Dong Hongchang died together.
In the darkness, Mo Qinghan sat silently.
The figure seemed to be swallowed by the darkness, melting into the boundless darkness.
In the long late night, a deep chill swept across.
Never stop.
…
At the other end, Lu Huai was sitting in the carriage.
Adjutant Zhou walked into the car and whispered: "San Shao, people have been controlled."
Adjutant Zhou brought a person forward, and the person's hand was covered.
The people Dong Hongchang brought have been subdued, and there is one last person left.
Lu Huai slowly raised his eyes, his eyes indifferent and cold.
Adjutant Zhou held the gun against the man and said coldly, "You know what to do later."
The man was panicked and nodded.
The night darkened.
The train was extremely quiet and the light was dizzy.
The hustle and bustle of the day went away, and the quiet air enveloped here.
The dark scene whizzed past, passing the window quietly, and finally only the cold and quiet night was left.
The walkway was empty, with faint lights falling down, and it looked a little dim.
In the silent darkness, a very light footstep faintly sounded.
The footsteps slowly approached.
Someone came from the darkness, through the dim lights, through the silent air.
Before reaching a carriage, he stopped.
The light illuminates the incoming person's face lightly, that is Lu Huai's extremely cold face.
Lu Huai stood indifferently, his eyes falling forward.
Dong Hongchang's people stood in front of the carriage, with Adjutant Zhou next to him.
Adjutant Zhou's gun was sent forward, directly behind his head, threatening.
The man concealed his panic, his hands trembled.
He took a deep breath and said, "Overseer, something has happened!"
There was a hint of panic in his voice.
It was a bit harsh in the silent night.
After a while, the car door suddenly opened.
The light poured down, but it couldn't resist the darkness and coldness outside.
Dong Hongchang looked over.
He panicked and was about to draw his gun.
Next second.
A black gun had reached Dong Hongchang's forehead.
Lu Huai took the gun and approached step by step.
His figure gradually became clear, and he walked under the light.
The footsteps are light, steady, and extremely cold.
His expression was extremely cold, his gaze was solemn, with a freezing chill.
The muzzle was always aimed at Dong Hongchang, unmoving.
Dong Hongchang's heart sank, and his footsteps were a little vain.
It turned out to be Lu Huai.
Lu Huai's people stepped forward and removed the guns from Dong Hongchang.
The door closed, leaving only Lu Huai and Dong Hongchang.
The air was cold and extremely silent.
Dong Hongchang felt cold, and Lu Huai followed him onto the train.
He had clearly deployed everything and could safely resist Hanyang.
Something happened at this juncture.
He concealed his anger, gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you say to let me go?"
Lu Huai's voice was extremely cold: "I only said that I would let you leave Shanghai."
There is no warmth in his eyes: "You owe the Lu family, tonight, we will completely end it."
At this moment, the air became deadly.
Lu Huai's sight slowly passed by, extremely cold than a gun.
Lu Huai squinted his eyes: "You designed Mo Qinghan's birth."
The train galloped away, into the deep dark night, and into the cold dark secrets.
Dong Hongchang's eyes darkened a bit: "On the eve of Lu Zongting's appointment, I wanted to borrow Mo Ling to get him off the horse."
"Unexpectedly, he escaped."
Dong Hongchang spoke with unwillingness in his heart.
He looked at Lu Huai, and his heart was filled with fierce anger.
Lu Huai's expression did not change, but he was still indifferent: "So, you forged a concubine document again."
Lu Huai's eyes were extremely dark, like a long night.
The already clear truth is now becoming clearer.
Dong Hongchang: "It's just a document, and the handwriting can be forged. Mo Ling believes in this."
"Hate can most inspire people's fighting spirit, and Mo Qinghan has indeed become a killing machine."
A sharp hatred surged in Dong Hongchang's eyes: "You haven't thought about it, Mo Qinghan is also of the Lu family's blood."
"The blood of the Lu family has regarded the Lu family as enemies since childhood, and can't wait to put you to death."
Dong Hongchang sneered: "Mo Qinghan's hatred of the Lu family melted into his blood."
"I cultivated him just to let him hit the Lu family hard one day."
Lu Huai's eyes flashed across the edge, covered with frost, "Unfortunately, you didn't get anything you wanted."
The air is stiff.
Dong Hongchang remembered that he had lost everything, and his anger surged.
Lu Huai slowly said, "Now that Mo Qinghan learns the truth, he has targeted you."
"The fake Dai Shinan was exposed, your stronghold was abolished, and the party members were killed."
Lu Huai's eyes grew dimmed: "The things in your hand are taken away bit by bit."
"Dong Hongchang, how does it feel to be betrayed?"
The chilling words fell into Dong Hongchang's ears.
"You have done a lot of evil, and now you have been backlashed."
In Lu Huai's quiet eyes, there was extremely deep darkness.
The atmosphere was extremely depressed, and there was a sharp killing intent.
Dong Hongchang was silent.
The whole person seemed to lose his anger, and his eyes slowly dropped.
Lu Huai's voice sounded faintly, with a deep chill, "Is there anything you want to explain before you die?"
The overwhelming anger was suddenly suppressed.
The moonlight fell on the muzzle, becoming harder and harder.
Dong Hongchang only felt that the heat in his body suddenly faded, and huge fear came.
Coolness spread over his spine inch by inch, until it reached his heart, the whole body was icy cold, without a trace of temperature.
Dong Hongchang knew that this time, Lu Huai was really going to kill him.
The darkness stretches, the bitter cold covers it, and the cold wind comes in the winter night.
At this time, Lu Huai faintly noticed something was wrong.
His gaze swept across the corner slowly.
There seemed to be something hidden on the dark ground.
The breath of danger was approaching.
Lu Huai's eyes suddenly tightened, and his eyes were extremely dark.
There are explosives in the compartment.