The best ambiguous master

"he died!"

"Dead is dead!"

Long Junyang's words were like a steel knife, piercing Zhao Xiaohan's heart one by one. Hearing Long Junyang's words, Zhao Xiaohan's eyes suddenly became a little confused, a little unwilling, and a little unwilling to believe. Yes, just like what Long Junyang said, he is not willing to face the facts at all!

In fact, he knew better than anyone else that Zhao Xiaolong was gone.

However, he didn't want to believe that it would be such a result.

You know, a few hours ago, two people were sitting and chatting together, and a few hours later, the two people will be separated?

"Boy, there are still many things waiting for you, and many people are waiting for you. Some facts, even if you don't want to face them, you have to force yourself to face them. Don't forget, you are Zhao Xiaohan, If you can't even pass this hurdle, what right do you have to tell others that you are Zhao Xiaohan?"

Long Junyang's voice rang in Zhao Xiaohan's ears again, but this time, Long Junyang's voice was much gentler. After hearing Long Junyang's words, Zhao Xiaohan fell into silence again, However, there was a voice in his heart.

Yes, there are still many things waiting for him, and many people are waiting for him!

Zhao Xiaolong is dead, so, can he let Matsushita Miko go?

"I understand, Senior Long!"

A few seconds later, Zhao Xiaohan suddenly raised his head, but the bewilderment on his face disappeared, replaced by a look of relief, yes, he can finally accept such a result.

"As long as you know."

Long Junyang nodded, and said softly: "Now, what do you need to do, understand?"

"Understood." Zhao Xiaohan nodded, picked up the phone, and dialed Kunzi's number. After a few seconds, Kunzi's voice rang out: "What's wrong, Brother Han?"

"Come to the Second Central Hospital of the city and bring a few more people."

"Yes, Brother Han!"

Hanging up the phone, Zhao Xiaohan looked at the dean beside him and said, "Dean, I'm sorry to cause you trouble, please find some nurses to help my friend clean up, in a few days, I want to hold a meeting for him A beautiful funeral, by the way, please contact me about the cremation."

"OK, no problem."

This time, the dean agreed very readily. After all, the conditions Zhao Xiaohan proposed this time were much easier than asking him to save a dead person.

"Thank you."

After the words fell, Zhao Xiaohan walked out towards the door of the emergency room. Looking at the back of Zhao Xiaohan leaving, Long Junyang sighed softly, and walked out, but he did not follow Zhao Xiaohan. Xiaohan's footsteps, instead, walked straight out of the hospital.

staircase.

Zhao Xiaohan lit a cigarette and took a deep puff. After smoking half a cigarette, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a phone number.

A few seconds later, the call was connected. Before the other party could speak, Zhao Xiaohan took the lead and said, "Are you satisfied with today's result?"

"Zhao Xiaohan, dozens of my subordinates died, before I asked you about the crime, you came to me first?"

It can be heard that Matsushita Miko is a little frustrated. Originally, her plan was perfect, but she did not expect that Zhao Xiaohan would appear. The appearance of Zhao Xiaohan directly led to the failure of her entire plan, and even, It also caused her to lose dozens of elite personnel.

Originally, her manpower was already very small, but unexpectedly, this time, she lost another third.

When she received a call from Zhao Xiaohan, how could she not be in a panic?

"I don't know how many people you died, and I don't want to know, but my brother died at your hands, so do you know what will happen next?"

"Zhao Xiaolong is dead?" Suddenly, Matsushita Miko sneered: "Hehe, Zhao Xiaohan, let me tell you, Zhao Xiaolong's death was caused by you. If you didn't drive him out of Yanjing, how could he Ended up leaving like a bereaved dog? If you didn't make him lose everything overnight, how could he have only a few subordinates by his side? Zhao Xiaohan, his death has nothing to do with you!"

Miko Matsushita's voice was loud and sharp, and her sneer could be vaguely heard from the other end of the phone, but when her voice fell for a while, Zhao Xiaohan on the other end of the phone fell into a In the silence, if it wasn't for the call time displayed on the phone, she even had some doubts, did Zhao Xiaohan hang up the phone?

After a long time, Zhao Xiaohan, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke again: "Matsushita Miko, you are playing with fire, do you know that?"

"Zhao Xiaohan, don't be hypocritical. Between you and me, there will be a result sooner or later. Either you die or I die. Why should we talk nonsense?"

"Do it yourself!"

After saying a word, Zhao Xiaohan hung up the phone lightly. After the phone was hung up, the cigarette in his hand burned his fingers. Looking at the soot all over the place, Zhao Xiaohan narrowed his eyes, turned around and went back to At the door of the emergency room, when he went back, Kunzi had brought Ah Niu and a few people to wait at the door. When they saw Zhao Xiaohan coming, they hurriedly said, "Brother Han, what happened?"

"Zhao Xiaolong is dead."

Zhao Xiaohan spoke softly, but his voice became a little hoarse.

"died?"

When they heard the news, several people were taken aback for a moment. They knew very well that Zhao Xiaohan planned to let Zhao Xiaolong go when they insisted on refusing to let go of Zhao Xiaolong, but why did Zhao Xiaolong died?

"Brother Han, what's going on?"

"Matsushita Miko sent someone to kill her." When he said this sentence, Zhao Xiaohan's eyes narrowed unconsciously: "This time, I was careless!"

"Brother Han, what do you want to do?"

"What else can I do? Kill him and copy Matsushita Miko's lair!" Before Zhao Xiaohan could speak, Kunzi spoke first. After hearing what Kunzi said, Zhao Xiaohan glanced at him lightly. The moment Xiao Han looked into his eyes, Kunzi shrank his neck suddenly, coughed and said, "Ahem, Brother Han, that I... I have a big mouth, so you just pretend that I didn't say anything, that I didn't say anything."

"Why did you think you didn't say anything?" After hearing Kunzi's words, Zhao Xiaohan suddenly drew a cold smile on the corner of his mouth: "This time, you didn't say anything wrong."

"Brother Han, what do you mean?" When he heard that Zhao Xiaohan recognized him, Kunzi stared at Zhao Xiaohan with wide eyes. After hearing what Kunzi said, Zhao Xiaohan nodded slightly and said: "That's right, according to your method, kill her and copy her lair!"