Chapter 83 Death at the Hands of Shen Shi
However.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds...
At the foot of the mountain, in the direction of Pei Garden, it was quiet and peaceful, with only snowflakes falling silently, covering the courtyard, roofs and distant mountains.
There was no explosion, no flames, no screams, not even any unusual sounds.
It was as if what he had just pressed was just a toy remote control.
Deathly silence.
The madness and expectation on Pei Wulin's face froze, turning into extreme confusion and disbelief.
He couldn't comprehend what was happening before his eyes. He looked down at the remote control in his hand, his pupils shrinking violently. "How is it possible..."
"Your bomb," Pei Heng kindly took over for him slowly, his thin lips parted slightly, and his breath condensed into white mist in the cold air, "Is it buried under the ice of the artificial lake, near the water area of the west building?"
Pei Wulin: “???”
He looked at Pei Heng as if he had seen a ghost.
This was his biggest trump card. How could Pei Heng possibly know it so clearly, even down to its exact location...
The corners of Pei Heng's lips curled up in an infuriating arc, and his eyes curved, as if filled with the bright color of winter snow, bright and dazzling.
"What's wrong?" Pei Heng asked briskly, "Is it because you're so comfortable using high-tech equipment that you've forgotten you're an ancient?"
He tilted his head slightly. "I have secret guards and a military thermal imaging shielding system. With the combination of ancient and modern, the work won't be tiring."
Pei Wulin: “…”
The disguised gentleness on his face finally became a little distorted, "Pei Heng...you...are good, very good!"
Pei Wulin raised his head, his eyes becoming extremely resolute and paranoid, "If that's the case... then today... you must come with me! Even if I have to tie you up, I will take you away!"
He seemed to have given up completely and suddenly pressed the communication headset hidden in his ear, "Helicopter, land! Now!"
In the sky, the hovering helicopter quickly lowered its altitude, and its huge rotors stirred up snow foam all over the sky, with a deafening roar.
Pei Wulin pointed his gun at Pei Heng and approached him step by step, trying to hijack him onto a helicopter for a last-ditch effort before the military personnel completely surrounded him.
The helicopter door opened and the ladder was lowered.
Pei Wulin pressed his gun against Pei Heng's back and shouted, "Go!"
Pei Heng did not resist and cooperated very well, even grabbing the ladder with a bit of impatience.
Just when Pei Wulin thought he had succeeded, Pei Heng suddenly turned around and pushed the unsuspecting Pei Wulin hard towards the open cabin door.
"Go!"
Pei Wulin was completely unprepared for this move. He lost his balance and stumbled into the cabin.
He had just fallen in and was pinned down before he could react.
In the dim light of the cabin, the person holding him down was... Huo Xiao!
Huo Xiao took the gun from Pei Wulin's hand, kicked him away, and handcuffed his hands behind his back.
Pei Heng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling comfortable.
"Catch the turtle in the jar...oh no, catch the traitor."
However, Pei Wulin was a man who had experienced storms and sat on the throne. His cruelty and desire to survive were aroused in desperate situations.
While Huo Xiao was fastening the handcuffs, he slammed his head against Huo Xiao's chin, rushed towards the open hatch desperately, and jumped off the helicopter that was still hovering at low altitude.
Pei Wulin fell heavily on the snow-covered slope and rolled several times. His body was covered with snow and mud. He looked miserable. Enduring the severe pain, he crawled and picked up a fallen pistol!
He struggled to get up, raised his gun and tried to fight a last-ditch effort.
But he had lost his most important bargaining chip, the hostage.
Pei Heng was tightly protected by Ling Yue and the military personnel who quickly surrounded him.
Just as Pei Wulin's eyes were sinister and crazy, he was about to shoot indiscriminately without any regard for the consequences.
"Pei Wulin."
Pei Wulin's pupils contracted again.
Shen Shi and Wen Desheng were walking along a forest path not far away.
And in Windseng's hands, he was still dragging the dying dog, and he knew that the bomb he had fed to the dog had also been discovered.
Pei Wulin looked at the dog that was as limp as mud, then looked at Shen Shi and Wen Desheng, and finally fell back to Pei Heng who was under strict protection.
The madness and ruthlessness on his face faded away little by little, and he stood up straight gracefully, as if he had thought of something.
It was as if he was not a prisoner at the end of his rope standing in the snow, but standing on the throne room.
Pei Wulin even reached out his hand, carefully smoothed his coat, straightened his messy collar, and retreated step by step towards the edge of the cliff.
Shen Shi watched him act like this, his voice clearly penetrating the wind and snow, resounding loudly.
"Pei Lin, Uncle Pei, long time no see."
Pei Wulin chuckled, "You really...know everything. Shen Shi."
He shook his head, his expression almost obsessive, his eyes becoming fanatical and paranoid. "You don't understand... You really don't understand."
"I've sat in that position before... I know how wonderful it feels to hold power... It's an addictive poison. In this life, the Pei family owns such a vast business empire... rich enough to rival a nation. How could I... not take it into my own hands? And the little prince... I naturally want it too."
Shen Shi threw the limp Samoyed in his arms into the snow like trash, his voice cold and without a trace of warmth.
"Despite all your scheming in your previous life, you could only steal the throne amidst the chaos and survive for half a year. The same is true in this life."
"You are destined to have nothing."
Upon hearing this, Pei Wulin laughed softly, his laughter sounding desolate and strange.
He knew that the situation was hopeless and all his plans were in vain. He retreated to the edge of the cliff. One more step back would be the abyss.
He stopped, turned around, and his eyes passed over everyone to fall on Pei Heng who was protected by layers of protection.
Pei Wulin's eyes became unusually gentle, and he gave Pei Heng an extremely gentle yet creepy smile.
"Pei Heng, Your Highness, I will tell you a secret."
"In your previous life, you didn't die in some chaotic battle... You died in..."
"Bang!"
A crisp gunshot suddenly broke the silence in the mountains.
Huo Xiao's face changed instantly and he pulled the trigger without hesitation!
The bullet hit Pei Wulin's right wrist where he was holding the gun, and blood spurted out instantly!
Pei Wulin groaned, and the gun in his hand flew out of his hand. He staggered back a step due to the impact and almost fell off the cliff.
But the second half of the sentence fell into Pei Heng's ears at the last moment.
"...died at the hands of Shen Shi..."
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