He wanted to know this, otherwise he would die with regrets.

“You know it’s an Eighth Route Army knife, right?” Chen Rou turned her head and held the knife up in front of the two of them.

Her and Mei Baoshan's eyes were simultaneously reflected on the mirror-like blade, light and shadow slid down, and Mei Baoshan curled his lips.

He was smiling, a smile that held a hint of reminiscence and a touch of satisfaction.

"Using it to chop up us flower growers, isn't that satisfying?" Chen Rou said, already turning the knife back. Mei Baoshan's throat made a muffled gurgling sound, followed by a gurgling thud. He found it unbelievable because Chen Rou had swiftly and decisively slit his throat with the knife.

Chen Rou sheathed her knife, looked at Mei Baoshan's frozen smile and his gradually dilating pupils, and whispered in his ear: "I, a special forces assault soldier from the South China Sea Force of the Chinese nation, will use this knife to kill your entire family!"

Even if it's killing someone and destroying their spirit, as long as they die knowing the truth, they can die peacefully and die a good death.

But it's pitiful that Mei Baoshan, a hero all his life, even as the descendant of a war criminal, obtained the finest military knife ever used by the Eighth Route Army in China, yet he died without even being able to close his eyes.

He stumbled upon the Snow Maple Blade and had Nie Rong spend a huge sum of money to buy it for him. Carrying it, he slaughtered Chinese people in Hong Kong to his heart's content. He couldn't have lived a better life. But Chen Rou's ability to use this blade already puzzled him. She even claimed to be a special forces soldier from China and said she wanted to kill his entire family. What was going on?

And what about his dear older sister and his Ah Yao?

Will they all be brutally murdered by Chen Rou?

Mei Baoshan is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that his sister and Yao will also die.

Blood gushed wildly from his throat, his eyes bulged out sharply, and he died with his eyes wide open!

Taiwanese man, always the most manly man in the world in front of Chen Rou, saw Mei Baoshan's throat burst and blood gushing out, but he just smiled and handed over a gauze soaked in alcohol: "Miss Chen, wipe your hands!"

"Call Uncle Ming and tell him to get rid of these people as soon as possible, so they don't infect the other two," Chen Rou said before leaving.

The Taiwanese man watched her walk into the corridor and then flattered her, saying, "Ms. Chen, you're even more handsome than my dad."

...

When Chen Rou came out of the intensive care unit, Nie Rong had already returned to his own ward.

Considering that it would be a long battle, the old man asked a doctor to give him a sedative and then went to sleep.

Chen Rou was on duty that night, which gave Song Yuanchao a chance to go out and finish his business so he could get a good night's sleep.

The next night, at seven o'clock in the morning, Dr. Marry, together with the neurosurgeons at Hong Kong Sanatorium & Hospital, held a consultation for Nie Zhao. They confirmed that his postoperative condition had stabilized and he was just waiting to recover. Dr. Marry then left.

Now, there are only seven bodyguards left belonging to the Nie family on the entire floor. Considering that the most difficult time has passed, Chen Rou divided them into two shifts, all concentrated on the floor, taking turns on duty and resting.

Logically speaking, Mei Lu would definitely have been unable to hold back and would have come to the hospital today.

She was no ordinary woman. Although she didn't have Han Yuzhu's beauty or unique business acumen, she managed to find her way to Hong Kong after being abandoned by her biological father. She rose from a street orphan to become Hong Kong's renowned richest woman and managed a large portion of Han Yuzhu's business. Of course, she was not to be underestimated.

Moreover, she most likely wouldn't come alone; she would definitely bring helpers. Chen Rou, of course, also had to be present and maintain plenty of energy. So, after saying goodbye to Dr. Marry, she went to sleep again.

When she woke up again, she changed her clothes, tidied herself up quickly, and went straight to Nie Zhao's ward.

It's not surprising, after all, if Nie hadn't revealed the background of Mei Lu and her brother, given their ruthlessness, Nie Rong would probably be dead by now.

Nie Zhao was not a good son, but he was an outstanding business genius. Even if Nie Rong didn't love him enough, he still had to value him based on his abilities. So when Chen Rou opened the ward door, the first person she saw was still Nie Rong.

He remained seated by the hospital bed, gazing at his son with a worried expression.

He had been holding Nie Zhao's hand, but suddenly let go when he heard the door open. Turning around, he saw Chen Rou standing there. He placed his hand on his chest and said, "This morning the doctor did a full check-up and said my heart condition is very bad. I can't leave the hospital for a while, but I'm afraid there's some trouble with our Nie Group..."

He coughed twice, looking troubled.

After a long silence, he said, "I have seen your skills and methods, and I admire you very much. But, Arou, doing business is not about fighting and killing. It requires strategy and tactics, and managers need to be shrewd enough. In this respect, I think you are not as good as Azhao. But even Azhao, none of the directors of Nie's Company are convinced of his abilities."

Chen Rou had considered the old man's thoughts last night, so she said bluntly, "Although you disregarded the board's objections and insisted on choosing Ah Zhao as your successor when selecting the next chairman, the company's board members are not loyal to him, but rather more loyal to the Second Master. The reason you did this is because you want to..."

She had only spoken halfway when Nie Rong's expression changed, his breathing became heavy, and his eyes were like those of a fierce tiger.

But his subordinates were afraid of him because they wanted him to pay their salaries to support their families; Chen Rou, on the other hand, didn't want his salary and therefore wasn't afraid of him.

So she continued, "The reason you played that trick back then was to keep in control even after stepping down as chairman of the board, to retire but not be inactive. In other words, even if Ah Zhao takes over the board, he won't have real power, right?"

The cardiologist had warned Nie Rong that morning not to get excited again, otherwise he might die suddenly.

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