Han Mourning's abnormality did not make Lin Weiran hesitate, before the real death, this dying old monster has always been dominant, compared to the minister who will occupy the magpie's nest at any time, directly cooperating with Park Geun-hye is indeed the safest and most effective way of inheritance, and he has always served as a matchmaker, but he is just a superfluous third party in this transaction.

Lin Weiran lit the tobacco, took a deep breath, and looked at the group of men who were kneeling on the ground and trembling, and the man in the suit next to him who handed the phone several times took the tool of execution from his body, which was the Walter P99 of the same model as the killing of Han Rudao.

Lin Weiran took the pistol, loaded it and aimed it, without the slightest hesitation, he thought that Han Mourning might not be so cold-blooded, this place, this pistol, isn't it just to remind him that killing Han Yidao needs to pay the corresponding price? It's a pity that the life that is about to come to an end and the death of his son are superimposed on each other to make this terrible opponent lose his calm, even if he is appeased everywhere, he will not completely give up his guard, this kind of reminder like a demonstration, naturally has to be returned with color.

Lin Weiran pulled the trigger, the flickering firelight was very eye-catching in the night, and the huge gunfire was transmitted to the ward through the mobile phone, making the faces of those who heard it rise with excitement.

Han Mourning's breathing became obviously short, compared to Lin Weiran's need to plan a thousand ways to get to today, the past decades of hard work have given him the capital to sit firmly in Diaoyutai, the plan is very simple, grasp the evidence of Lin Weiran's crime, and the joint Park Geun-hye, after the wedding, it doesn't matter whether Lin Weiran dies or goes to prison, Han Weiyi at that time not only has the regime as a guarantee of succession, but Lin Weiran's new Han will also be handed over to his wife, the first heir in law.

screen. Whenever the firelight flashed, a person convulsed and fell to the ground, and the image quality transmitted by the mobile phone lens was very bad. The dim lighting made the situation even worse.

"Mr. Han." Jeong Do-joon frowned, and it seemed that he didn't want to see this situation even more than Han Mourning.

"Don't worry. Everyone present was an eyewitness. ”

Zheng Daozhun was a little relieved, and then smiled: "If this is the case, there will be no more obstacles to our cooperation." ”

The gunfire stopped, and there was no longer a flash of muzzle flame on the screen, and Lin Weiran, who had finished the execution, was standing not far from the camera, still so blurry.

Han Mourning also personally handed over the backup to Zheng Daojun: "Happy cooperation." ”

Zheng Daozhun looked at the backup and looked at the treasure: "The chief will be very happy." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, but unfortunately the good times did not last long. The door opened again. But the people who came in this time couldn't be stopped by the bodyguards outside the door, Han Weiyi looked at Han Mianye, and also at Zheng Daozhun with deep sarcasm in his eyes.

"Look at your expressions, like I shouldn't have come."

"Yuiyi!"

"Yes, father. Do you want to know how I got here? ”

Han Mourning also frowned, and Lin Weiran walked towards the camera on the screen.

"It's done." He said calmly, as if he had just eaten not murder, but dinner.

Without Han Mourning's orders, the phone was hung up. The screen went black.

"I don't think I've seen you." Han Weiyi looked at the secretary-like man beside Han Mianye, and raised her eyebrows: "Are you the next Li Guangdou?" ”

"Yuiyi!"

"Can you tell me anything other than call me by name?"

The room fell silent, and the atmosphere of the confrontation between the father and daughter felt a little suffocating.

Zheng Daozhun also bowed slightly to Han Mourning: "Mr. Han." I'll take care of the rest, so I'll take my leave. ”

He walked out of the room with a backup.

In the end, only the father and daughter were left in the ward, Han Weiyi walked to the window, closed the window, and pulled up the curtains, and Han Mourning only glared angrily at the disobedient daughter during the period.

"Don't meddle." He said: "Everything I do now is for you, if you don't understand, just watch." Study, you are not stupid in your brain. It's not hard to learn these either. ”

Han Weiyi walked through the ward and closed the door. This is a super-senior ward that can only be used by VVIP, this kind of thing is everywhere in South Korea, Han Weiyi hates this kind of gimmick, as if people have to put a label on their body if they have money. She returned to the hospital room, stood in front of the machinery that kept Han Mian Ye's life, and pressed the first switch.

"What are you doing?!"

Han Weiyi turned a deaf ear, VVIP's extra-senior ward had a little benefit, even if a live pig that had been pierced through the throat and slaughtered slowly by bloodletting was brought in, the people outside would not hear a sound.

"Answered, father."

Han Weiyi said, turning off the second switch.

The device that helped Han Mourning to breathe stopped, even if he wanted to roar, this once extremely powerful man couldn't scream, he was surrounded by a sense of suffocation at this time, and the cessation of dialysis also made his metabolism almost stop, and the values of the vital indicators on the instrument were declining, Han Weiyi came to the third switch and turned his head to look at Han Mourning who was lying on the hospital bed.

No matter how huge the empire Lin Lingwei described, the life of the man who single-handedly created it all was being held in the hands of a woman at this time. As this woman, Han Weiyi could feel that the power was being held in her hands, and through Han Mianye's eyes with a strong will to survive, she seemed to be able to see her figure when she really grasped this right.

The third switch controls Han Mourning's heart, all of Han Mourning's health problems come from the heart, his poor constitution makes him inoperable, and there are two tubes connected to his body that are responsible for helping his fragile heart transport blood throughout his body.

Han Mourning's whole face was also swollen red, but he couldn't spit out a word, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his arm.

Han Weiyi sat lightly on the hospital bed, his eyes were empty, he didn't know what to think again, Han Mianye's vital indicators on the monitor were still declining, because the oxygen saturation decreased, he even rolled his eyes, and his hand moved little by little on the cup with excellent texture, approaching his daughter's hand.

Feeling the touch, Han Weiyi looked down and saw that his father's hand was very ugly.

"If I want to deal with him, I will do it myself, whether it is before or after marriage, you can no longer interfere, even if we want to find Park Geun-hye to cooperate, we should go directly to the main master. Because if I don't even have the guts to face her, what's the use of me getting it all? ”

Han Weiyi held his father's hand, bowed his head and said, "I will follow the inheritance step by step." But I have to know the big picture, because you can only trust me now. There is only one thing left that I can trust, and I can tell you that someone like Lee Kwang Doo, if I see one more, you will not be so lucky next time. ”

Han Mian also struggled to open his eyes wide, but he couldn't speak.

Han Weiyi only saw that his black eyes were extremely deep, like Lin Weiran's eyes.

"Blink if you agree."

Han Mourning also used all his strength. Blink.

……

The car drove in the night, Zheng Daozhun tried to hide his excitement, he obviously has greater political ambitions than a term of adjutanté, if it weren't for the sudden birth of Lin Weiran a few years ago, he may have become the secretary general of the affairs of the Grand National Party, this title not only represents a change in status, but also holds the right to select public nominations for the election committee, in other words, the high-ranking members of parliament will ask him whenever the term of office is re-elected.

Now. The hidden dangers left over from a few years ago will finally be swept away, and the remaining Khmer medicine is just a martial artist, and with Han Mourning's joint funding system, a qualitative leap will be made. The transition from the secretary general to the member of parliament will be very easy and comfortable, plus if the chief officer wins the general election...... A man's life that has accumulated a lot of money and reached the peak seems to be right in front of him.

The phone rang, and Zheng Daozhun glanced at the caller ID, and a confident smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"It's good to give up some early, and you still have money and your women left."

Thinking of Lin Weiran's expression on the other end of the earpiece, Zheng Daozhun played with the backup in his hand and looked out the car window, feeling in a good mood. "Actually, if you think about it, it's not without benefit to help you. But it can't be helped, you and I are on opposite sides from the beginning. So, go well and go back to where you are supposed to be. ”

"I'm sorry, actually, I don't want to use this method either."

"How?"

There was no sound in the earpiece, but Zheng Daozhun began to get nervous, he wondered if there was any handle left when he operated the funds of Guodahua and other cadres a few years ago, or whether the wife at home received some unknown gifts, these traps have been stepped on in the years of politics, and now there is no possibility of making these mistakes...... Until a teenager's voice suddenly came out of the earpiece.

"Dad, help me."

"Hey! Lin Weiran! ”

Jeong Dao-joon shouted frantically: "What did you do? Lin Weiran? Say something! Lin Weiran! ”

The mobile phone was hung up, and when he dialed again, no one answered, and the driver who drove the car turned around to inquire about the situation, but Zheng Daozhun didn't say a word, only a miserable white face.

At this time, he completely forgot that if he hadn't been calculating, he wouldn't have caused trouble to his family at all.

He called his wife and asked where his son was going in the most calm tone, his son who was about to go to school and was very promising to be admitted to Seoul National University was naturally in the college in his wife's mouth, he comforted his wife and said that he would be alone with his son for a while before going home, and asked her not to worry, this kind of father-son dating also caused his wife to complain full of jealousy.

Putting down the phone, Zheng Daozhun was cold, and he instructed the driver to park the car on the side of the road, taking into account the police. Obviously, he doesn't want to give up this opportunity, because the accident brought by Lin Weiran a few years ago is already half a waste in the eyes of Park Geun-hye, and this time he crossed Lin Weiran and directly cooperated with Han Mourning also because of his suggestion, and if this matter does not work out, his political life may end here. But in his mind, the picture of Lin Weiran executing others without hesitation flashed in front of his eyes. Zheng Daozhun was full of cleverness, and without any imagination, he opened the car door and put the only backup under the tires.

In the night, the car started slowly. Zheng Daozhun looked out the window with a gloomy face, as a compromise, he only hoped that Lin Weiran could abide by the agreement, and not ask too much.

'Smack', the tobacco is ignited. Lin Weiran sat on the long staircase with his back to the gate, and at the bottom of the stairs was the loyal guardian of the mansion. Knowing that Han Weiyi was waiting for her, Lin Weiran did not choose to meet the woman immediately, even though she might have the only backup left in her hand.

When a person's life can be easily plundered by a nine-millimeter copper bullet, the only remaining problem is to pull the trigger and how to aim, when the distance between the two sides is only three meters, aiming is not a problem, the psychological construction required to pull the trigger is as difficult as the sky in most film and television works, but in fact, the person who holds the trigger needs to be determined. What you are in front of is not a person, or rather, you yourself are not a person.

Lin Weiran is somewhere in between. He didn't feel any trouble pulling the trigger, and he didn't show much guilt at this point. This kind of open-mindedness sent chills down the spine of the fierce gods and demons who witnessed his murder, but what really frightened them was Lin Weiran's identity holding the trigger.

So, killing someone is not a big deal, and the person who holds the trigger and doesn't necessarily turn the muzzle of the gun on you at any time is the big problem.

Lin Weiran threw away the cigarette butt and turned around and approached the gate, he was told that Han Weiyi was waiting in the garden, even though he had been living here for a short time. Lin Weiran, who had little interest in exploring, obviously didn't know where the cave was behind the villa, and when he got on the scooter and crossed the boulevard, the warm light source in the distance brightened his eyes.

Han Weiyi curled up on the wide sofa, and the rest of the backup was between her white fingers at this time, Lin Weiran stepped on the gazebo and sat opposite Han Weiyi, for him, Han Weiyi at this moment was the one who had mastered the trigger.

"Drinking?" She asked.

"I'm really going to have some wine today."

Han Weiyi put the backup on the table: "Do you want it?" ”

Lin Weiran poured herself a drink: "I've never been used to drinking red wine, is it a little stronger?" ”

Han Weiyi looked at Lin Weiran for a while, and laughed silently. And press the silent electronic bell next to you.

The servant with the liquor walked through the flowerbeds and up to the gazebo, and he lifted the veil of lightness. Put the tray in front of Lin Weiran and turned to leave.

Lin Weiran picked up the liquor and found the invitation card pressed under the wine bottle, the gilded lines made this thin piece of paper very valuable, this was their wedding invitation.

Lin Weiran poured wine for herself: "Are you happy?" Truly grasped the power of life and death. ”

Han Weiyi asked rhetorically: "Why don't you solve it yourself and use me?" ”

Lin Weiran took a sip of wine and motioned to the invitation: "Get married, I really want to marry you." ”

Han Weiyi sneered and faced Lin Weiran. Sarcasm seems to have been instinctive: "Yes, you want to marry me." You'll have it all then. How can a little girl who is mixed up in the entertainment industry operate such a big market? You don't have to calculate anything. Those meritorious veterans will not obey me. ”

Lin Weiran listened and drank all the wine in the cup: "They don't need to obey you, they just need to be afraid of you." ”

"I'm afraid of you."

Han Weiyi restrained his smile: "The chairman of the company who kills people without blinking, and the real controller of Han Mourning's legacy, how many people have come to you before they show their loyalty to me?" It's not necessary to deal with those bastards who sell drugs, evade taxes and bribes, and who doesn't have blood on their hands with the people who operate these plates? ”

Lin Weiran was silent.

Han Weiyi looked at her hands: "Your sister said that my hands are really clean, now think about it, my hands are indeed too clean, with gloves like yours, how can my hands not be clean?" ”

Lin Weiran looked at the backup on the table, this was the sense of security he left for Han Weiyi, no matter what kind of love was involved between them, it would deteriorate in front of power and money, should it be more trusting or become an enemy? Lin Weiran didn't know, anyway, the current situation was developing in a negative direction.

"What else can I do?"

"I don't deny that I can't be the man you want to be, but you're not the kind of woman I want to be either," he said. Realism, suspicious, destined to become cold-blooded, can trust money, but not people...... You are the same as me, and you are destined to be terrible in this position, so only a man as bad as me deserves such a bad woman. ”

"Hey, you're going to go crazy and find another woman."

"Am I crazy? Are you sure it's not you're crazy? When have you not been chasing me in all these years? When will I come to you? ”

"Lin Weiran, people can kill indiscriminately, but they can't talk nonsense!"

"That's the way it is, you can't admit it, now that I'm marrying you, I can satisfy you most of what you want, what more do you want? Do you have to get along with yourself? I nodded, and I just stood there and I carried you to bed, and I ...... like that."

Facing the oncoming red wine, Lin Weiran did not dodge.

Han Weiyi, the initiator, widened his eyes, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

Lin Weiran waved his hand to wipe the wine from his face, and under Han Weiyi's frightened gaze, he suddenly opened the table in front of him to the side. He stepped forward and picked up the struggling woman by the waist and strode towards the nearby lounge.

Han Weiyi was naturally unwilling, she struggled, writhed, and even slapped Lin Weiran - all this just made the physiological gap between men and women unobstructed.

Pushing open the door of the lounge, Lin Weiran threw Han Weiyi directly on the bed, the light was turned on, and Han Weiyi quickly retreated to the head of the bed, intending to protect himself with his arms.

"I slept on the floor for almost a month." Lin Weiran said that he took advantage of the situation to uncover his coat.

"It's already ...... that I didn't let you get out" Before Han Weiyi finished speaking, her head was covered by her coat, she quickly broke free and screamed loudly: "Hey! ”

"What's it called? I'm leaving the door open, you can call at ease. ”

Lin Weiran turned around and opened the door, opened his tie, and opened his shirt, he stepped forward, in front of Han Weiyi's panicked gaze, the conversation between the two of them made her hold back, but she ignored that compared to Lin Weiran, she was really a weak female streamer.

Lin Weiran is right, she only believes in money, not people, even a man surnamed Chen was ordered by her to wait in the house.

"You, if you dare to touch me, I'll kill you!"

Lin Weiran didn't say a word, directly grabbed her ankle and dragged her in front of her, and then pressed it.

"You, you bastard......"

Han Weiyi's words couldn't be said again, because his mouth was gagged.

"Bastard!" She gasped.

"Yes." Lin Weiran replied, and then came up.

After a while, there was no more shouting in the room, and the problems between men and women were physiologically up and down.

Lin Weiran's abrupt stop made Han Weiyi very uncomfortable, and she was firmly held in her arms by the man behind her, but she was not moving, which could not make her calm down.

"No one can betray you but me, but me......"

He said, closing his eyes.