The Raptor Crosses the River

"Pu"

The ward door opens.

Qin Han, who was lying on the hospital bed, was surprised when he saw the visitor and immediately wanted to support him and sit up.

"Why are you here?"

"How could I not come? If you have any problems, how could I explain to Uncle Qin?"

Chen Liang approached the hospital bed.

They are all big men, so there is no need to create a sad and pretentious scene. Looking at Qin Han, who is pale and weak, he just asked plainly: "Is it okay?"

"I can't die."

Qin Han grinned, and was really tough. He didn't look like someone walking around the gate of hell. If Lu Botao had been late for a while, he would probably stay in this Feng Shui treasure land that everyone yearned for in the last century forever.

"Recover your injuries well, don't think about other things, I'll deal with them."

Qin Han nodded, then asked with concern: "Where is Miss Gao and the others? Is it safe?"

"Don't worry, Yi'an will be chasing you everywhere now and don't focus on them. Gao Wen asked me to say thank you to you on behalf of her."

Qin Han smiled weakly, "It should be that I am not good enough to deal with the matter. Otherwise, let's just let it go. Yi'an will be in Hong Kong for many years and has deep roots. Both black and white have strong relationships, so there is no need to fight them head-on."

Qin Han didn't want Chen Liang to make a big fight for him. After all, the strong dragon could not defeat the local snake. This place was not the mainland after all, and it was obviously not a wise choice to cause trouble on other people's territory.

"I heard that Yian would torture you and give you a group of bullet ants to give you a 'massage'. Can you bear this tone?"

Chen Liang asked with a smile, peeling the apple.

"I'm also cleaning up that guy Xiangyang, it's a matter of clearing the two."

Qin and Han also joked.

Although he was not handsome and was just a slut in the past, he was still filled with an admirable manly spirit at this time.

Such a man is quite attractive.

"There is no such easy thing as the two Qing Dynasties. Even if we are willing, that boss Xiang may not give up."

Qin Han, who knew this state, probably couldn't eat anything, so Chen Liang took the peeled apple and ate it himself. Feng Qingyun said calmly: "It's impolite to come but not to go. Since Yi'an treats us so kindly, we can't be rude anymore. Otherwise, people will say that we mainlanders do not care about etiquette. I'll send someone to send you back to the mainland. After going back, I'll give myself a long vacation and rest for a while."

Qin and Han smiled bitterly.

He was not afraid that Yi An would have done so much, otherwise he would not have been so cruel to Xiangyang at that time. He just didn't want to cause trouble for Chen Liang because of himself. But looking at Chen Liang's appearance now, he clearly had his mind decided and nothing he said was useless.

"I'm incompetent."

He made trouble, but let Chen Liang, as the boss, come to the aftermath, which made Qin Han feel a little ashamed.

"You have done well enough, don't think too much, don't forget that we are childhood friends and have grown up together. You haven't started a family yet. Those guys almost cut off the Qin family's incense. I have to give you this tone."

Chen Liang was so arrogant that he felt like he saw a friend being bullied when he was a child and muttered that I wanted to avenge you.

Qin Han felt warm and looked at Chen Liang beside the bed, and for a moment he had a lot of thoughts.

If you are rich and noble, don’t forget each other.

How many people can do this?

In this era when people are not for themselves, how many people are willing to fight to the death with a strong opponent for an outsider?

"Boom..."

suddenly.

A huge roar came from the top of his head, interrupting Qin and Han's thoughts.

He heard the sound of a helicopter, and it seemed to be parked on the roof of the hospital.

Chen Liang threw the unfinished apple into the trash can and whispered: "It's time to leave."

Qin Han was slightly surprised and then realized that he should have come to pick him up back to the mainland.

"You have to be careful."

Qin Han did not ask to stay. Now he can't move, and he can't help even if he stays here. On the contrary, he is still a burden.

Chen Liang nodded and smiled, with a calm expression, "Don't worry."

...

Ten minutes later, accompanied by a huge roar, the helicopter took off from the hospital building and took Qin Han away.

At the same time, the Ng'an Association, who received the news, took revenge. Groups of gangsters rushed to the hospital from all directions with knives. The scene was no less than shooting gangster movies.

This is much more spectacular than the once popular Young and Dangerous series.

Chen Liang, who was standing alone on the edge of the roof, looked down at the crowd gathering under the building, his mouth slightly raised, condescending to his height, like a god.

When the people from the Yi'an Association rushed to the roof, Chen Liang was gone and flew to the city center in a second helicopter.

He came to Hong Kong City, not a waste of time with these minions.

In the city center, in a private room for a high-end nightclub, Sang Biao, who hurried back from the news, received the news and was welcomed by Xiangqiang, a group of people sent by Hao Jiang Juye.

Juye and Xiang Qiang had a close relationship and prayed to each other. When they learned that something happened in Yi'an, they sent people to support him without saying a word. The dozen people who came were just standing in front, and the large group of people were behind.

At the Yi'an Association, Sang Biao was not only accompanying him, and four of the Five Tigers and Ten Great Masters were present. If Xiang Qiangzheng had not had a secret meeting with the bosses of the other two major clubs in Hong Kong City, he would have probably come to sit down, have a drink and express his gratitude.

In the huge private room, the lights were flashing and the smoke was filled with smoke. A large group of gangs of gangsters were talking about last night, and they were all indignant and shouted to fight and kill.

"Don't those bastards have guns? This time, Master Ju brought a box of good guys. He came out and scared them to death."

The representative sent by Juye was awesome and yelling.

"Tsk, it's so lively."

A sarcastic laugh suddenly sounded.

The rudes who were drinking in the private room were stunned, and then they looked sideways and found that there was a man standing at the door at some point.

He looks handsome.

Broken hair half covers eyes.

The most eye-catching thing is that he is holding a Japanese samurai sword in his arms.

"Who are you?"

Sang Biao immediately stood up and suddenly felt an unknown premonition in his heart.

"The one who took your life."

The person who came was extremely straightforward. Before he finished speaking, with a "scarlet" sound, the snow-white sword light lit up, and the exquisitely shaped samurai sword was instantly unsheathed, bringing a fierce murderous aura, and taking Sang Biao's head.

Sang Biao's heart suddenly felt a palpitation. His survival instinct stimulated all his potential. He shouted and raised the heavy coffee table and smashed it at the other party.

The person who came did not dodge or avoid, had a very arrogant temperament and rushed into the private room.

"Click!"

The flying coffee table cracked into dozens of pieces in the air.

Among the pieces of the coffee table, Sang Biao saw a pair of narrow and cruel eyes, mixed with a trace of pathological excitement, which made him frightened. Then he felt a coldness pass through his throat, his eyes widened instantly, full of fear and despair.

Thunderclap sounded randomly.

The killer with a long sword in the sheath, and the killer with broken hair covering his eyes was still expressionless, and turned around and walked out.

Bang!

The private room door is closed.

Just now, the dozen people who were drunk and chatting were tilted and their heads rolled down.
Chapter completed!