Chapter 139 The Long Night - End

“Hehehe~Hehe~Hehehe~Hehehe~Hehe~”

Amid the soft and vague singing, a vague and slender figure passed through the neon lights and night of the city, like a weightless ghost, jumping between high-rise buildings. Every time she jumped, a breeze lifted her body as if she was soaring in the sky.

And just like that, it landed on the apartment.

Ignoring gravity, she walked down the wall, kicked open the half-closed window, and jumped into the room where the lights were still on.

"Ah Ran, I'm back."

What responded to her was a sword energy that was so refined that it was between existence and non-existence!

Hundreds of swords were fired mercilessly, whistling towards him!

Sword Qi gathered like a storm, filling the narrow living room and completely engulfing her. But soon, countless sword Qis that surpassed the sharp blades dissipated in a ray of light.

An Ning stepped in and saw that familiar face...

Already, full of anger!
"Don't bully Brother Ji Jue!"

"You actually lost your temper?"

An Ning was slightly stunned, then nodded in realization: "Well, after not seeing you for two years, Ah Ran has grown up."

As she sighed, her figure suddenly rushed forward and appeared in front of An Ran without any warning, easily dismantling and defeating his long-prepared attack.

Finally, she skillfully grabbed his wrist, twisted it, and pinned him down on the sofa.

It was just like the result of countless duels in the past.

Xiao An was completely defeated.

Finally, she lowered her head and asked curiously:

"Are you trying to steal my sister's man?"

Xiao An was stunned, and was so shocked that he forgot his anger and shook his head vigorously: "I, Ji, Ji Jue and I are not in that kind of relationship! It is impossible for men and men to..."

But An Ning came closer and looked at him straight.

"Of course, absolutely!" She retorted: "As long as it's true love, age, identity, status are not a problem. Gender shouldn't be a problem either, right?"

"Brother Ji Jue and I are not in a relationship where we plan to get married!"

"Oh ho?"

An Ning's smile became happier. "Since you are not going to compete with my sister for a man... then you will definitely help me?"

She paused, her smile became sweeter, and she let go of his hand: "After all, if my sister marries him, won't you and Brother Ji Jue be able to spend every day together?"

"I……"

Xiao An was speechless for a moment. Instinctively, she didn't want Brother Ji Jue to have too much contact with her sister, and she didn't approve of them being together: "Brother Ji Jue won't like you!"

"Really? That's hard to say."

An Ning raised her slender fingers and twirled the hair around her ears, revealing her delicate face. "After all, I'm very pretty, even prettier than you."

"It's no use!"

Xiao An raised his head and chest and refuted flatly: "Brother Ji Jue never judges people by appearance!"

"But I am very talented and strong. I am probably ten or even a hundred times stronger than you, right?"

An Ning held her chin up, still smiling: "Besides, if I work harder and kick my second uncle away, after grandpa and dad pass away, maybe I will be the head of the An family.

By then, with the support of the An family, won’t he be able to get whatever he wants?"

"so what?"

Xiao An glanced at him disdainfully, his spirit becoming more determined: "Brother Ji Jue never cares about power, and he will never compare others based on their strength or family background!"

"Really? Then it seems that I have no advantage in his eyes."

Although she said so, An Ning didn't seem to panic at all, and her smile became more cunning, which made An Ran have a bad feeling in her heart. She heard her gentle words:
"In that case, wouldn't my only advantage be 'being rich'?"

"Gu..."

Enron was sluggish.

Stiff, swallowing.

This was the only point he could not refute after searching through all the sacred texts.

An Ning discovered the weakness and launched an attack.

So, An Ning killed the game.

En Ran was completely defeated and could not recover.

"Well, it's decided! As long as I give him a lot of money, he will never forget me!"

An Ning pressed the issue: "I remember he can repair cars, right? Buying a car, um, too ordinary, I feel like it won't leave a deep impression..."

As she spoke, she took out her cell phone and dialed the number: "Hello? Dad, it's me. I have a man now. Give me money. I want to buy the sports car factory of Huanyu Heavy Industry and give it to him..."

It's over, it's over, it's over!
Anran was sweating profusely and his eyes were dazed.

It was as if I had seen Brother Ji Jue being bought off by his sister with money, and becoming a degenerate man who only knew how to enjoy himself and spend money every day and no longer had any ideals...

No, it can’t be!

We must rescue Brother Ji Jue from my sister's clutches!

What to do? What to do? What to do?!

On the day before her sixteenth birthday, An Ran understood for the first time the meaning of confusion and helplessness.

Fortunately... in the end, An Ning did not buy the car factory.

Because dad doesn't want to pay.

It's not that they are stingy with this small gift. But in the eyes of middle-aged and elderly people who are into pure love, they can't be considered in love without formal confession and dating.

Long live pure love!

Xiao An made up her mind that she would work harder, take more orders, and earn a lot more money for Ji Jue so that he could stick to his ideals and avoid his sister's evil temptations!
Work hard! Try harder! Become stronger!

I abandon my weakness here...

This power is the reason to protect Brother Ji Jue!

Outside the window, the night is long.

The moonlight gradually disappeared from behind the clouds.

The darkness is as constant as a nightmare.
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Nightmares and hell are in the blood.

In the inpatient building of Keats Hospital, at the end of the scarlet-flowing corridor, a crisp voice was heard.

Ding--

The elevator door opened, revealing a tragic face with exposed bones. He staggered, moved his left leg, and walked out step by step. Blood dripped from the empty and torn sleeve of his left hand.

"Are these days a little too exciting?"

Lao Lin raised his left hand, which was formed by black smoke and sparks, touched his face, forcibly reconnected his broken jaw, smoothed the shattered skin, and pieced his original appearance together.

In the reflection of the window, I looked at my now ugly appearance.

And just behind the elevator door was a hell filled with corpses and scarlet blood, without any sound.

"spit."

He lowered his head and spat out scarlet blood.

Step by step, walking through the corridor filled with corpses.

Finally, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Amid the devastation, a tired sigh was heard.

"You're late, Lao Lin."

On the ground, between the overturned cart and the mess of cables and IV tubes, Chen Xingzhou raised his head and greeted hoarsely: "What happened?"

In his arms, the nurse struggled violently, spitting out scarlet blood bubbles. The spasmodic palms pulled Chen Xingzhou's face randomly, leaving deep scratches that could be seen on the bone.

Just like that, the end came in a miserable way.

No more sound.

"You seem to be in good condition. The operation was successful. The panacea was not used in vain."

The equally embarrassed partner grinned and asked mockingly: "Why bother to go through this life and death for nothing?"

"I started to work as a gangster when I was seven years old, and started to work for the boss when I was eleven. I understood one thing: a real man should die without a burial place, be decisive, and win thoroughly and majestically.

If you don't even dare to gamble with your own life, what kind of man are you?"

Chen Xingzhou loosened his hand with difficulty, ignoring the scarlet color flowing out of his abdomen, coughing, gasping, and finally raised his head, "Do you have a cigarette?"

"Smoking at this time? Are you looking for death?"

Lao Lin curled his lips, fumbled in his pocket with his remaining right hand for a long time, and threw the cigarette case and lighter over.

A wisp of green smoke rose from the fire.

White mist slowly exhaled.

Chen Xingzhou lay comfortably in the pool of blood at the foot of the bed, ignoring the pain in his internal organs and the shadow of death, as if he had no worries at all: "You look much older, is it so bad when I die?"

"It can be called relaxing and happy. Without a troublesome boss, every day feels like retirement." Lao Lin replied nonchalantly: "But Yu Bo has had a tough time these past two days. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on any longer, right?"

Chen Xingzhou was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I am the one who is holding him back."

"No, I think his only hope now is that you die soon."

"what?"

Chen Xingzhou was stunned.

Lao Lin shrugged: "He plans to listen to his friends' advice and donate the money to the Chongguang Church. Then he will start his life all over again on his own."

“Haha, hahahahahahaha, cough cough cough…”

While choking and coughing, Chen Xingzhou could no longer hold back and laughed out loud: "I have made a very good friend, not bad, very good. Now I can rest assured even if I die."

"No way, the scourge will last for a thousand years, and you still have a long life ahead of you."

"That doesn't sound like a good thing."

"Just listen to it. You are not a good person either."

Old Lin stretched out his one arm, pulled the half-dead Chen Xingzhou up from the ground, and put him on a wheelchair. Then he took out a medicine from his pocket and injected him with another shot in the neck: "Don't be happy too soon, the outcome is not decided yet."

"No, I've already won..."

From his trance and dizziness, Chen Xingzhou grinned and murmured softly: "I have succeeded in my battle against the heavens. The victory or failure of this round depends on me!"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes."

Lao Lin nodded helplessly, watching his pale face gradually turn red, and under the expensive medicine, he gradually woke up and regained his sanity.

Until the last trace of smile disappeared from his face.

He regained his composure.

He became the Chen Xingzhou he was familiar with again.

And in the blood outside the door, footsteps were heard, and one figure after another walked out of the darkness, stood in the corridor, and waited quietly.

It was not until Lao Lin pushed open the door that a wheelchair drove out, crushing a pool of blood.

"Let's go, everyone."

Chen Xingzhou nodded calmly and greeted his long-lost subordinates, "Go meet old friends and give them some good news."

He said: "Tonight is too long. I am afraid that everyone will not be able to wait until dawn."

Outside the window, the last neon lights and bright lights went out in the deep night.

In the infinite darkness, there is only blood and death.

This is the cruel end.

They left behind the messy ward and corridor, and just like that, disappeared into the darkness.

Fifteen minutes later, Lei Yaoxing received news that Jin Wujiu and Li Wentong's teams were completely wiped out, and Chen Xingzhou was missing and his whereabouts were unknown.

Two hours later, the doctor from Haizhou Guangyao Hospital personally signed the death certificate and delivered it to Lei Yaoxing outside the emergency room.

After lingering on for half a month, Lei Wuye finally died.

"One step slow, every step slow."

Lei Yaoxing stared at the certificate in his hand, raised his head and looked out the window at the increasingly dark night. At the end of the endless darkness, the result waiting for him was already faintly visible.

But unexpectedly, he was calm.

"Let's hold a funeral."

He said, "Some things have to end. There has to be a closure."

Four hours later, there was a sudden thunder and heavy rain.

When the sudden rain quickly faded away, a faint ray of dawn jumped out from the end of the sky, illuminating the blood that had not yet been washed away.

For everyone, a night that seemed endless has finally come to an end.

(End of this chapter)