He paused, licking his dry lips: "I'll give you another choice. Push He Su off this bridge, then jump off this bridge, and I'll spare Ning Yuan's life. After all, she's just as unlucky as my fourth daughter. She shouldn't have married you, and my fourth daughter shouldn't have been born into my family."
Ning Yuan trembled upon hearing this, and stared at Rong Zhaonan instantly: "..."
Not only her, but everyone on both sides of the bridge looked at Rong Zhaonan instantly.
Rong Zhaonan looked at him expressionlessly: "Are you telling the truth?"
Xiang Ziye raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Of course it's true, I swear on my surname. Oh... by the way, if you fall and survive by sheer luck, our debt will be wiped clean, and I won't use any explosives, hmm?"
Rong Zhaonan gave Ning Yuan a deep look, then suddenly pursed his lips and said without hesitation, "Okay!"
"Rong Zhaonan! No way!" Ning Yuan couldn't help but raise her voice.
"You dare!" He Su screamed.
"Captain!" "Brother!" "No!"
At the bridgehead, Chen Chen and the others roared in astonishment and anger.
Xiang Ziye narrowed his eyes suspiciously: "Tsk, our Rong Taisui is quite the romantic, hahaha... Alright, I have one more condition: let my third son leave this bridge."
Rong Zhaonan didn't lower the gun pointing at Xiang San's head. He said coldly—
“Xiang Ziye, pushing your luck is pointless. You should know that even if Xiang San leaves this bridge, he can't escape this reservoir. What you're doing is futile and will only hasten his death…”
"I understand. You want to kill this 'fugitive' Lao San in the mountains without my knowledge, right?" Xiang Ziye sneered.
He raised his chin and pointed at the third: "Third brother, raise your hands and surrender! Our team's consistent style is to treat prisoners of war well. You surrender, and we'll treat you leniently, hmm?"
Xiang San's eyes instantly turned red, and he shouted sharply, "Brother, I'm not leaving! We brothers have a promise, we'll die together! Anyway, if I get caught, I'll be shot!"
Xiang Ziye smiled, his voice softening: "Third son, listen to your brother. I was the mastermind behind all those things. You're young, so you're just an accomplice, and you might not even get shot. The enemy who killed Xiao Si is still living comfortably in another province. How can we let our enemy live so easily, right?"
Xiang San was taken aback, then suddenly understood, a complex and conflicted look flashing in his eyes.
Not only Xiang San understood, but everyone else present understood the meaning of these words.
He Su trembled instantly, and ignoring her injuries, she shouted sharply—
"Impossible! You're dreaming! Your brothers have done so many bad things, even if they don't die here, they'll rot in jail! Who else do you want to harm? Don't even think about it!"
What else do the Xiang brothers want to do? They've fallen into this predicament, and now they've changed their minds and want to target her Xiang Dong?
Hearing He Su's panicked voice, Xiang San and Xiang Ziye exchanged a deep look, took a deep breath, gritted their teeth and raised their hands: "Report, I—surrender!"
He Su stared wide-eyed at Xiang San in disbelief.
Then, she saw Rong Zhaonan pause slightly, and slowly release the gun barrel that was pressed against Xiang San's temple.
"Rong Zhaonan, what are you trying to do! He's a criminal, a criminal who has tried to kill you and Ning Yuan time and time again. You can't believe Xiang Ziye's words; he won't let Ning Yuan go!"
He Su, trembling, gritted her teeth and said, "Don't fall for it! If you release Xiang San, Ning Yuan won't survive either!"
Rong Zhaonan said coldly, "According to discipline, it is not allowed to shoot surrendered criminals."
With that, he deftly holstered his gun, then pulled a pair of handcuffs from his waistband and tossed them to Xiang San, coldly saying, "Cuff yourself, then raise your hands and walk backwards back to the bridgehead."
Xiang San looked at Rong Zhaonan, a complex light flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to say something.
But in the end, he said nothing, simply unlocked the handcuffs and handcuffed himself, then slowly backed away towards the bridgehead.
Chen Chen and his men were all on high alert, holding their guns at the bridgehead.
"San'er! Be a man, let's go, stop dawdling!" Xiang Ziye grinned at him and waved the gun in his hand impatiently.
Xiang San's eyes reddened: "Brother..."
He Su felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. No, even if Xiang San went to jail, he would still be shot!
But she soon didn't have time to think about it anymore, because...
Xiang Ziye watched Xiang San retreat further and further away, a slight smile playing on his lips, before shifting his gaze back to what was nearby.
He raised an eyebrow, looking at He Su and Rong Zhaonan, his face contorted slightly: "Ah, alright, it's your turn, Rong Taisui. Come on, you and Aunt He should get going too. Of course, put down your gun first—don't forget to unload it!"
Rong Zhaonan said expressionlessly, "Okay."
As he spoke, he deftly ejected the gun with one hand and threw it on the ground.
As bullets clattered to the ground one by one from the magazine, he suddenly grabbed He Su's clothes roughly with his other hand and walked towards Xiang Ziye.
"No! You can't! Rong Zhaonan, you're a madman! Don't forget your duty! You can't... you can't trade me for that country girl's life!"
He Su screamed, ignoring the pain, and struggled desperately.
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