Chapter 662 The dust has settled!
Chapter 662 The dust has settled!
How could we not be familiar with each other?!
"Seventeen years ago, it was probably because of you, wasn't it?"
"No one has stood up for my father either."
"But now, it seems like it's your turn!"
The moment Anyang's voice ended,
The gun barrel had already been stuffed into Yan Hai's mouth.
The rusty, icy sensation instantly woke Yan Hai up!
What is despair?
Perhaps this is what Yan Hai is facing now.
Faced with Anyang's ruthless decisiveness, anyone could cry for help, anyone could beg for mercy.
Yan Hai was the only one he couldn't do.
Because he knew that even if he knelt on both knees, he wouldn't get the slightest bit of pity from An Yang.
Of course, he can also choose to fight back head-on.
Just like An Hongtao back then.
But the problem is,
His power, his confidence, his meticulous planning
It has now been completely crushed by Anyang, leaving not even a trace!
Looking at the gleaming police badge on An Yang's chest...
Is that a police siren?
No!
In Yan Hai's view, that was An Hongtao mocking him after seventeen years!
He laughed at his own incompetence!
He laughed at his own pathetic state!
He laughed at himself, realizing that he wouldn't even have a chance to struggle in front of Anyang!
"How could this happen?"
"How could this happen?!?"
Yan Hai cried.
Her crying was disgusting.
but,
After he finished crying, he suddenly grabbed An Yang's hand.
"Nobody can kill me, nobody!"
"In this world, my life will only be decided by my own hands!"
"Anyang, you lost, you still lost, hahahaha..."
Amidst this insane laughter,
Yan Hai pulled the trigger in An Yang's hand with all his might.
click!
The gun did indeed fire.
It was just a soft hum of a striking needle.
An Yang smiled.
He smiled without looking to the side.
but,
That laugh became the final straw that broke Yan Hai's back.
Because even his suicide attempt was seen through by An Yang!
This is no longer just a humiliation,
Instead, it caused Yan Hai to plummet from the pinnacle of power, above all others, into the ocean trench!
Even the last shred of dignity and the last bit of self-respect were brutally trampled upon!
"Chairman Yan, are you in a hurry?"
"Don't rush, setting off so early would be too easy on you!"
When the gun was taken out of Yan Hai's mouth
Saliva mixed with blood also flowed onto the ground.
An Yang turned around and simply nodded.
Lin Hao immediately understood.
He walked up to Yan Hai, grabbed his chin, and shoved a brace into his mouth!
"Mr. Yan, it might hurt a little now, so don't bite your tongue."
That's to prevent him from biting his tongue.
This is clearly designed to leave Yan Hai no possibility of suicide!
but,
He's only missing half an ear; his hand is still there.
But just as he reached out to pull off his braces,
There was a loud bang!
Yan Hai felt something hit his arm!
Turning my head,
The arm was indeed stretched to the mouth, but where were the hands?
Oh.
It's drooping down there!
"Ah—ah!!!"
A frenzied howl suddenly resounded!
correct,
My arm is broken.
It was broken into clean ninety-degree angles!
The human instinct is that if one arm is injured, the other hand will reach out to try and support it.
Bang! !
The second blow landed.
Yan Hai's other arm, his forearm, was completely...dented!
Yes, it's the kind of depression where almost only a layer of skin is still attached!
"what……"
"Ah...ah..."
Yan Hai's shout at this moment was far less loud and clear than his first one.
It was at this moment that
Whoops!
Whoops!
Whoops!
Outside the hall,
Groups of people dressed in camouflage took their positions!
There were a total of seventeen military green covered wagons!
I don't know if it's meant to symbolize anything, or if it was just a number chosen unintentionally.
Anyway,
The entire airport is now practically packed with people!
Just as all the fully armed soldiers were ready,
Screams of agony filled the air!
"That brat seems to have already started."
Master An couldn't hide his joy and took a step to go inside.
behind,
Deng Heping immediately followed.
As they walked, he continued to instruct them:
"When we go in later, could you talk to Anyang and ask him to leave me a bit of breath so I can take a few hits?"
They rushed inside in a hurry.
behind,
Qin Mingyue stood still, without moving.
At this moment, her eyes held an indescribable complexity.
There is longing, there is mourning, there is hatred, there is murderous intent...
"Why……"
Old Deng reached out and patted her on the shoulder.
"Today, whatever Anyang does, just watch."
"Um,"
Qin Mingyue nodded.
"I know,"
"He has been preparing for this day for seventeen years, a full seventeen years."
Whenever this is mentioned, tears well up in my eyes.
But today, Qin Mingyue simply raised her hand and wiped it away.
"Tell everyone to stay put. He won't let Yan Hai or anyone connected to him escape. The situation inside might be..."
Before she could finish speaking,
Old Deng had already nodded with a smile.
"I understand, I understand."
He turned around and gave the order to stay put and wait for further instructions.
Even if they remain on standby,
This massive personnel movement was clearly visible to everyone in the airport terminal.
But before they could think any further,
Master An and Boss Deng have already arrived in front of Anyang.
When he saw Anyang, whose body and face were already stained with blood...
Even this grown man, Master An, could no longer hold back, and tears began to well up in his eyes.
but,
An Yang turned his face, grinning with his teeth showing.
"Uncle."
"Uh-huh!"
Master An nodded deeply.
This is not just a simple nod; it is Master An's recognition of Anyang!
He was the teacher who taught Anyang the most from childhood to adulthood.
He is the one who understands Anyang best.
Seventeen years!
No one knows what those seventeen years mean for Anyang.
Master An knows that
For Anyang, these past seventeen years have been nothing short of torture, every single day, every hour, every minute, every second!
Good thing...
It's all over!
Click!
With a crisp snapping sound,
An Yang just laughed like that and broke Yan Hai's leg!
Correct,
It was broken by force!
then……
Just tear it open!
At this moment, the cameras of the media reporters were silent.
Everyone was silent.
Even Yang Hong and Yang Yingsen, among others, slightly shifted their perspective.
But not a single person frowned.
No one thought Yan Hai was innocent!
At this moment, An Yang's body was splattered with blood.
Even his uniform was soaked with blood!
But that police badge was spotless!
An Yang reached up and pulled up his clothes, staring at the row of flashing police sirens.
"Dad, that leg was broken in your hands, but this leg is broken in my hands."
"I kept my promise to you."
finished,
The silver Desert Eagle was also slowly raised into the air.
Those cruel eyes then fell upon the unconscious Yan Hai.
"We're on our way."
Bang!
A single shot pierced his skull!
Subsequently,
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Gunshots rang out one after another in the airport terminal!
The only difference is that the person who fired the shot was no longer from Anyang.
After all, as An Yang just said, those people behind Yan Hai should also have their end.
……
Night, sleepless.
Xinhai, Martyrs' Cemetery.
A towering figure stands before An Hongtao's tombstone.
The dark blue uniform shimmered in the sunlight.
The medals hanging on his chest were numerous, in rows and strings!
Even the tombstone is covered with medals of various levels!
Whoosh!
Pour the last glass of apricot kernels, and light the last tart.
An Yang slowly got up.
salute!
"Old Deng, I'll have to come see you again in a while. I'm a bit too busy to get away from Kyoto lately."
After the ceremony, An Yang turned and strode forward.
After taking a couple of steps, he turned around, gave a mischievous smile,
"Oh, by the way, we're not in the same grade anymore."
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