Han Li slowly stuffed the evidence in his hand back into the envelope, and the sound of the paper bag being scraped was very clear in the dead silence of the study.
The man standing behind him widened his eyes in horror, as if he did not expect that things would turn out this way, and he could not control his facial expression for a moment: "This..."
Han Li lowered his eyes and said in a calm voice:
"At the beginning, I really didn't doubt that my family and biological father would be so cruel, but for two consecutive days and three nights, seven waves of mercenaries - no matter how stupid I am, I would never think that a step-in-law without the support of the family would be able to mobilize such financial resources and power.”
The dark and silent basement was filled with the smell of disinfectant, the sizzling lights emitted intermittent dark light as the ceiling shook, and fluttering dust fell from the top of his head. The young boy huddled under the thin sheets in fear. , the effects of the anesthetic have not yet completely worn off, and he is holding on to his consciousness amidst dizziness and coma, silently counting the messy footsteps coming from above his head, and repeating in his mind a sentence that makes his blood flow back:
- "Little devil, don't you still know who wants your life?"
The seeds of doubt are planted deep here, taking root and sprouting at every opportunity.
Han Li gently rubbed the top of his cane, his eyes as dark as a deep pool slightly covered, and continued:
"So after returning to China, I began to search for the truth of that year. Although money and power cannot kill human flesh and bones, they are really effective in this regard. It is like medicine that can cure diseases."
Shen Kong looked at Han Li sitting in the middle of the room and frowned slowly - although the expression on the other person's face did not seem to have changed, but for some reason, it gave him an almost fragile illusion.
He was in a daze for a moment.
It was as if the thin and short child was standing in front of him, staring at him with silent and wary eyes.
But this feeling was fleeting. In the next second, Han Li once again became the decisive and strategizing adult man with a strong body and amazing wealth and power. Even if he just sat there quietly, he still had the power to help others. The powerful presence of neglect, no one dares to despise or neglect.
Shen Kong suddenly realized the passage of time.
Although it was only a few months for him, but for Han Li, it was a full twenty years.
Although he had long known that this was the way to complete the task, it was the first time that he felt so clearly the impermanence and absurdity of this vicissitude of time.
At this moment, Shen Kong suddenly caught a strange sound in the corridor through the thick door panel.
His heart moved slightly, and before he had time to think about it, he heard a gentle knock on the closed door, and then the door was pushed open.
A tall man walked in.
He has a handsome face, his clothes are hung loosely on his shoulders, and his facial features have matured, but some traces of his youthful outline can still be seen.
Shen Kong was stunned
… Isn’t this the one I met at the school gate in the last time node
According to those gangsters with shaved cockscomb heads, his name seems to be... Lin Ziyu
This name instantly awakened Shen Kong's memory. He remembered that this name appeared in the plot transmitted to him by the system - Lin Ziyu originally came from a black family. After becoming Han Li's capable subordinate, he assisted him in running the operation. The black realm controlled by his subordinates, Han Li remained loyal even after being betrayed by one of his subordinates.
The plot line given to Shen Kong by the system at the last time point did not include Lin Ziyu at all, probably due to the butterfly effect, so the time when the two of them met was greatly advanced to high school.
Lin Ziyu briefly looked around the room, then fixed his gaze on Han Li, and said with a smile:
"Brother Han, everything is done."
The man standing behind Han Li suddenly had an unknown premonition. He turned to look at Han Li warily and asked:
"What's done?"
Han Li did not answer his question. Instead, Lin Zi raised his eyebrows more arrogantly and said with a smile:
"Of course you have removed all the people you planted among us. Otherwise, do you think why Brother Han didn't take action even after he had so many clues about the Han family? Of course it was to expose you. What's the matter? What the hell do you think you dare to take advantage of us? Fuck you."
As soon as Lin Ziyu finished speaking, several people rushed in from behind him, but in the blink of an eye, they subdued those people in the room.
One of them came over and untied Shen Kong and Tang Sheng.
Shen Kong gently turned his somewhat stiff wrist, and his long eyelashes drooped, hiding the unpredictable look in his eyes.
He now knows why Han Li did not close the net for a long time. The difference from the original plot is that he did not stand still because he still had emotions and expectations for the Han family, but because there was a more powerful opponent on the chessboard. In order to paralyze the opponent In order to seize the opportunity in the dark, they will adopt a strategy based on dormancy and stand still.
Han Li's growth rate has surpassed that of the ruthless, cold, and powerful villain in the original plot.
He was no longer just an heir whom Feminster valued so much that he even tried to win him over by any means, but had become an evenly matched opponent who could defeat the opponent with an entire army.
The man's expression had changed. He put away his respectful face and asked gloomily:
"So, what do you want?"
Han Li shook his head, his dark eyes as deep as abyss, and his voice was still calm: "I won't touch you, I just hope you can help me convey a message. I still respect Mr. Feminster very much, but I still want to I firmly reject his invitation and hope that he will stop trying to use other extreme methods to force me. Next time, I may not be as friendly as I am now. "
The man's complexion was three points worse than before:
"There are so many people trying their best to get Mr. Feminster's favor. Don't be so ungrateful!"
Lin Ziyu frowned and subconsciously wanted to speak, but was stopped by Han Li's raised hand.
He crossed his arms angrily and swallowed back the words he had yet to say.
Han Li showed a very faint smile at the man: "Inheriting an already established empire is too unchallenging after all."
The ambition flashing in his eyes was like wildfire burning wantonly in the abyss:
"It's better to create one myself that suits my taste better."
Shen Kong, who had been standing aside in silence for a long time, finally knew how his previous ominous premonition came about. He couldn't help but fall into deep reflection on his own education methods.
If the world in front of us is a development game...
—This damn thing is already completely crooked...
A few minutes later, the man and his men were politely invited out. Han Zhuang, who was watching everything, was already pale, and the fierce and tough attitude just now seemed to melt at his feet, revealing the weakness under the bluff. As for the incompetence inside, whether it was Han Li's manipulation of his company, or the appearance of Feminster's name, or even Han Li actually gaining the upper hand in the duel with him, all of this was beyond his imagination, although he Now I am no longer as capable as I was when I was young, but I still have the vision to see that I have lost power.
He tried to put up a desperate struggle and began to play the emotional card, but his words were as pale as his expression.
Bian Wenjing also knew how to assess the situation and cried and defended sadly. Only the short-sighted and incompetent Han Zizhao was still forcibly holding the position of the young master of the Han family, shouting hollowly and fearfully. The study that had just been quiet for a long time was once again filled with noisy and noisy sounds. Full of words, but Han Li didn't even move his eyebrows. He just stood up from the sofa and walked slowly to Han Zhuang's table.
He took out a photo from the inner pocket of his suit, slowly spread it on the table, and smoothed it with his fingertips.
In the yellowed photo, a beautiful and dignified woman smiled restrainedly at the camera. Her facial features were very similar to Han Li's, but there was a touch of melancholy and tenderness between her eyebrows.
Shen Kong recognized that this was the photo that Han Li took away from the Han family's main house that day.
Han Zhuang suddenly stopped speaking, large beads of sweat slid down his forehead, and the fingers on the table twitched slightly.
Han Li said slowly:
"I know Feminster wants to use that information to stimulate me to do something."
He paused, and the atmosphere in the entire room quickly became quiet. No one dared to make the slightest sound. A kind of gloomy and depressing atmosphere filled the entire room, making it difficult to breathe.
Han Zhuang reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth and showed a shapeless smile: "Thank you, thank you for not doing that..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Han Li: "No, you understood it wrong."
Han Li raised his eyes and stared at Han Zhuang, who looked ten years older, and said lightly:
"-I just don't want to do it under duress. I hope it is a carefully considered decision... rather than a passionate impulse."
He stretched out his hand, and Lin Zi stepped forward quickly and put the heavy gun into Han Li's hand.
There was no murderous intention in Han Li's eyes, just a dead calmness, as if it were a deserted plain after the wind, without the slightest emotional ups and downs.
He pulled the safety catch and slowly raised the gun.
At this moment, a very light sigh came from the darkness not far away, as if it would be blown away by the flowing air in the vast sky in the next second, but it reached Han Li's ears so clearly.
He paused slightly and turned to look in the direction of the sound.
The thin young man walked out of the darkness, his figure gradually illuminated by the lights above his head, as if the curtain had been lifted and the disguise was taken off.
His face, which had always been smiling, had all the emotions removed, and it looked dull and indifferent. His light-colored eyes, which were alien to people from thousands of miles away, were narrowed lazily, and there was an almost cruel primitive wildness in his eyes. , so that the eyes of those who watch can almost feel the pain as if they were scratched by a cold weapon.
Just like when we first met.
Shen Kong stood a few steps away from Han Li and raised his eyebrows:
"Kid, you did a good job."
For such a long time, Han Li's hands have always been extremely stable, whether he was opening an envelope with a fatal secret or lifting a gun as heavy as a ton of weight, but at this moment, his palms could not help but tremble slightly.