The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, nor is it that you stand in front of me and don't know that I love you - but it is only a few hundred meters away, but you can run with backache and leg cramps before you run to the place.

Mitsui Hidetoshi almost ran with all his strength, but in just 30 seconds, he only ran 200 meters.

Lang's life of many years of lustful dogs and horses has long exhausted his physical strength, let alone running, even if he is allowed to climb now, he doesn't have the slightest strength.

"Hey, did you have a turtle for dinner? Running so slowly? ”

Just when Mitsui was handsome lying on his back on the ground like a dead dog, panting heavily, Yan Murong's joking voice came from behind him.

A spirit got up from the ground and saw Yan Murong walking towards him leisurely.

"Come, get up and keep running." Yan Murong said with a harmless smile on his face. It's just that this smile looks in Mitsui's handsome eyes like the smile of the devil of hell before eating people.

"Y-don't come." Mitsui Hidetoshi looked panicked and said in a trembling voice as he crawled back. "I'll give you money - I, I can give you a lot of money, you let me go."

"How much can you give me?" Yan Murong smiled even more.

"I'll give you as much as you want." Yan Murong's words made Mitsui Yingjun see the hope of living, and said in a loud voice. "As long as you let me go, I promise, I'll give you a lot of money."

"It sounds like a good deal." Yan Murong nodded with a satisfied expression and asked. "Then tell me, how much money do you have in total?"

"The Mitsui consortium?"

Mitsui was stunned for a moment, his face was full of inexplicability, but the current situation did not allow him to think about it too much, and said. "All the assets of the Mitsui consortium add up to a total of 370 billion US dollars."

"Three hundred and seventy billion? That's a lot. Yan Murong nodded clearly. Okay, you can give me 37 billion, I only need a tenth, how about it? ”

"Are you kidding me? Three hundred and seventy billion? How could I possibly have that much money? Mitsui yelled with an angry face. He can see that this guy has no intention of letting go of his thoughts at all - 37 billion? Not to mention US dollars, he can't even take out island currency.

"That would be a shame." Yan Murong sighed with regret on his face and said. "Just because you didn't have it doesn't mean that others don't—oh, yes, on the way to being chased by you, your brother Toshiaki Mitsui asked me to help him run an errand. He said, let me help him kill you, and then, he gave me ten percent of the shares of the Mitsui consortium. ”

“――”

Mitsui was handsome and had nothing to say, no matter whether what Yan Murong said was true or not, he knew that he would definitely not see the sun tomorrow.

If it's true, he's dead.

If it was fake, then the price offered by Yan Murong was not something he could afford, so he was still dead.

To put it simply, both paths lead to hell. Wanted to go to heaven, there was no door.

Thinking about his fate, Mitsui Hidetoshi gave up begging for mercy, and even the fear in his heart disappeared without a trace.

"Hehe-"

He lay on the ground and let out a burst of idiot laughter.

"What did you Huaxia say?"

"The agency is too clever to calculate, and it cost Qingqing's life." Yan Murong kindly reminded.

"Yes, that's it." Mitsui said with a handsome smile. "I've heard this a long time ago, and I thought it was ridiculous—why did you kill yourself when you were so calculated? Now it seems that this is true, and the calculation is calculated, and in the end it counts itself—by the way, can you tell me who said that? ”

"I didn't go to school much, but that's a good question." Yan Murong said with a smile. "This is a sentence in our four famous Chinese novels "Dream of Red Mansions", the person who said this is Jia Erye and his wife - she, like you, is because she calculates too much, and as a result, she calculates her own life."

"yes, that's a shame." Mitsui Hidetoshi sighed and shook his head, not knowing whether he was talking about the poor sister Feng or lamenting his own fate.

"If you knew this was the case, why did you bother in the first place?" Yan Murong also sighed. "You said you, continue to eat, drink, prostitute, gamble, smoke, and be your second ancestor. There is money to spend, there are girl bubbles, aren't these enough for you to enjoy? You may not know that in our Chinese history, there have been many changes of dynasty, but those who have always usurped power have not come to a good end. ”

"It's too late to say that." Mitsui smiled bitterly, his face lonely.

If others see this scene, they will not think that the two are undying enemies, but a pair of friends who have not seen each other for many years, one is doing the other to tell the other about the pain, and the other is carefully comforting.

"Alright, don't sigh with me here." Yan Murong's face changed and said. "If you have rested enough, don't lie on the ground and pretend to be dead. I won't kill you, at least not now. ”

"Don't kill me?" Mitsui asked with a happy face, but with some doubts. "Why?"

"Why?" Yan Murong smiled. "In order to make you die clearly, you think you are very smart, and everyone else seems to be stupid, but in fact, you are the only one who is stupid."

"This guy's mouth is really bad." Mitsui Hidetoshi thought to himself.

At this time, there was another sound of footsteps in the distance, and soon, Toshiaki Mitsui appeared in front of the two.

"Now the Mitsui family is yours." Mitsui Hidetoshi grinned, but his smile was full of bitterness. "But I'm curious, you are willing to take out ten percent of the shares of the Mitsui consortium to let an outsider kill your own brother."

"My brother?" Toshiaki Mitsui scoffed. "Yes, at least until you ordered your people to kill me, I always regarded you as my own brother, even if you found someone to kill my father, I always regarded you as my own brother."

"Then you're going to kill me?" Mitsui asked with a smile.

"I don't want to." Mitsui Toshiaki shook his head, looked at Mitsui Junjun with burning eyes, and said. "You forced me."

"Haha, yes, it's all my fault, I forced you." Mitsui laughed handsomely, and then said through gritted teeth. ", it's-I'm forcing you? Haha, you actually wanted to kill me for a long time, right? It's just that this time it's just an excuse for you. ”

"I know you're not going to take my word for it." Toshiaki Mitsui shook his head. "But—you must die tonight!"