Chapter 417 Congratulations on becoming a father
Liang Jishen approached silently, and Wu Zi yelled, "Second Young Master!"
The arm suddenly tightened, and He Sang struggled to raise his neck, groaning unbearably. Liang Chihui came to his senses, "Third brother, stop."
The hard round hole moved along the back of He Sang's head towards her solar plexus, and the coldness penetrated into her heart and lungs, and the blood in her body almost solidified.
"Chi Hui..." She took a deep breath, her face flushed, "Please let me go..."
The sea breeze was blowing hard and the rain was getting heavier. Liang Chihui didn't bother to hold an umbrella. He held the weapon in one hand and strangled her neck with the other, letting the heavy rain fall.
After He Sang became pregnant, she became afraid of the cold and was shivering all over, unable to breathe.
"Mrs. Liang, stop arguing." He spoke each word with pauses, his lips moving against her ear, like a curse from hell. "Are you happy that the third brother has appeared?"
She shook her head, "I'll get in the car with you..."
"Is that true?"
Liang Chihui actually restrained his strength and did not use any brutal force. Seeing He Sang's suffocating helplessness reflected in his eyes, he could not help but loosen his strength. "If I don't have a gun, and Lao San has a chance of saving you, will you come with me?"
He Sang nodded again, "I'll go with you..."
The man looked at her for a long time, then kissed the corner of her mouth and said, "Tell the third brother that you are willing to come with me."
She looked at Liang Jishen opposite her. There was still a faint smell of Liang Chihui's cigarette on his lips. It was clearly just the smell of cigarettes, but she could sense a faint smell of blood. Liang Jishen had empty hands, while Liang Chihui had a gun.
He Sang recognized the gun. Liang Jishen loved to go to the shooting club and had taken her there once. He had rifles for the 50-meter range, air rifles for the 20-meter range, and replica Type 64 pistols for the 10-meter range. Liang Jishen had been undercover in Southeast Asia, often witnessing bloody clashes between the two major organizations. He was very skilled with all kinds of guns and bullets.
Therefore, He Sang also knows the basics.
Seven years ago, Liang Chihui invested in a shooting club, which included a civilian hunting ground in the wild. This kind of gun-playing venue has strict inspections, and the legal person even needs political review. He was very cautious and was a secret shareholder, investing secretly and receiving dividends secretly. He was not among the senior management, so Liang Jishen neglected it.
As a major shareholder, Liang Chihui has always kept a low profile. He received the club's shooting guns and bullets, and the executives and waiters were probably kept in the dark.
The imitation Type 64 at the shooting range is a modified version, with less lethality than the police Type 64. It has a total of five bullets, but Wu Zi has another gun in his hand, which he smuggled into the country from Myanmar. He Sang knows that Liang Jishen does not have heavy weapons. If he cries for help, he will get angry and fight with Liang Chihui, and he will definitely be injured.
"I'm willing to go with him..." He Sang couldn't stop trembling.
Liang Jishen paused.
"Did you hear that?" Liang Chihui smiled. "You think you're the savior, saving your woman, but you're wrong. How can you be sure she's not willing to be with me?"
Liang Jishen stared straight at He Sang.
The back door of the jeep was suddenly opened, and Liang Jing got out wearing a black uniform.
He rushed over after get off work without having time to change into his private clothes. It was really because the third brother urged him to do so. Liang Jing had never seen the third brother with bloodshot eyes and convulsions all over his body. He couldn't even speak a complete sentence and was so collapsed that his face was pale.
"Second brother!" Liang Jing took a step forward, "Put down your weapons."
Liang Chihui's eyes flashed with a brief surprise, and then he laughed, "Liang Jing, the third brother is reckless and doesn't know his place. Don't you know that too?"
Liang Jing stood with his hands behind his back, "What did you call me?"
The Liang family had strict rules for the young, and Liang Chihui was always good at superficiality, being considerate in everything. For over thirty years, he hadn't addressed Liang Jing by his name, always addressing him politely as "Big Brother," much more respectfully and courteously than the third brother.
Over time, outsiders and family members alike truly believed that he was a man who valued propriety, righteousness, and filial piety.
He has been acting so well for decades, and his unfathomable heart has even astonished Liang Jing, who has seen monsters and demons from all over the world.
"Second brother, do you understand why I came here in person?" Liang Jing stared at him. "Privately, you are my younger brother. Publicly, you are the chairman of the Liang Group and the face of the Liang family. Although I hate the second branch, you are still a member of the Liang family."
Liang Chihui glanced at Liang Jishen out of the corner of his eye, and he moved closer by several meters.
"Third brother, do you really want to provoke me?"
The crisp sound of the safety pin being pulled made Liang Jishen's bones numb and he froze instantly.
He Sang cried silently, and each tear seemed to hit his heart, drowning him and making him feel painful.
"Don't shoot." He raised his hands and stepped back.
Liang Chihui's thumb was on the trigger. If he was distracted and missed, the gun would pierce He Sang's head on the spot.
"Second brother." Liang Jing was the only one who remained calm at this moment. "Third brother and I aren't out to get you. We hope you'll surrender yourself. If you stop before it's too late, everything can be salvaged. The deaths of He Jinping and the other two have nothing to do with you. You weren't the mastermind. Father pleaded guilty at the Municipal Bureau. You only need to bear the responsibility you should bear. As for the five or ten years in prison, Big Brother will make arrangements for the rest of your life."
"Liang Jing, why do you have to speak so eloquently?" Liang Chihui chuckled disdainfully. "I have tens of billions of overseas assets in my hands. Are you planning to step on me to achieve great success?"
"Second brother, you're too stubborn!" Liang Jing scolded. "With the Liang family in this situation, how can Third Brother and I clean up our act? I've already written my resignation. The day my father was transferred to the detention center was the day I voluntarily resigned. With my father and brother committing crimes, how could I have the dignity to continue? Third Brother's resignation was submitted to the provincial government this evening."
"I would rather become a bandit than become a prisoner." Liang Chihui shook his thumb casually, with a hint of coercion. Liang Jishen's pupils swelled, "Liang Chihui!"
He Sang shuddered slightly.
He smiled and said, "Third brother, I forgot to congratulate you."
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