Chapter 26: Reunion with Momo

  Han Yu stood quietly at the door for a moment before slowly opening it and walking in cautiously, holding Tian Ce upside down.

  The house was empty, with only a cold moonlight spilling in through the open window.

  His son turned on the light, holding a strange knife in his hand, and scanned the room fiercely, saying: "Where's that bastard, has he run away?"

  Han Yu closed the bathroom door and nodded slightly.

  His son frowned and said, "What kind of person is this?"

  "I don't know." Han Yu shook his head very briefly.

  He carefully scanned the surroundings, and all the rooms showed no signs of disturbance. Only the sofa in the living room was slightly wrinkled, and there was an ashtray on the coffee table with a cigarette butt that still had residual heat, which should have been left by the assassin!

  However, the cigarette butts were a very ordinary kind that can be bought at roadside shops and couldn't be traced.

  Han Yu walked to the window, which had been opened with a very professional technique. The distance from here to the opposite side was only three or four meters, and it would be easy to jump down. Obviously, this was an escape route that had been chosen in advance. It's possible that when he came in, he went through the window.

  Just over a hundred meters outside the window is an intersection, with roads leading in all directions, making it very convenient for escape.

  Han Yu's eyebrows furrowed even tighter as he looked around, and all he could conclude was two words: Professional!

  He closed the window, walked to the door and picked up the small piece of metal left behind by the other person, which was only as long as a finger. He looked at it for two eyes, then let out a light sigh and walked back: "Should be an assassin!"

  "Assassin?" His son's eyes narrowed slightly.

  Han Yu nodded and threw the metal piece in his hand onto the coffee table.

  His son picked it up and looked at it, suspiciously saying: "What is this?"

  Han Yu said in a low voice: "Three-edged military dagger, the standard equipment of the special forces for field battles! However, this one has been modified, with several inverted hooks added to increase its lethality!"

  His son muttered: "A soldier? I'd never do anything that would betray our country and people!"

  Han Yu said irritably: "If you had done it, you wouldn't have sent a killer to deal with you, just a few police officers would be enough."

  His son curled his lip and sneered: "Well, this is also true!"

  Han Yu applied medicine to his wound and made a simple bandage, then said in a low voice: "It's okay, the flesh is less than two inches deep, it didn't hurt the tendons or bones. Just need to rest for a few days and it will be fine."

  His son nodded, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, then threw the cigarette box in front of Han Yu, only to say: "Who did it? Xu Huaying?"

  Han Yu's eyes narrowed slightly as she said lightly, "Apart from him, I couldn't think of anyone else."

  "My god, first it's the police, now it's a hitman, how shameless can this old man be? Can't win in a fight so he resorts to dirty tricks, isn't that just despicable?" His son heard this and his eyes widened as he started scolding fiercely.

  Han Yu ignored him and took a cigarette, lit one up, and took a deep drag, his mind racing quickly.

  Obviously, Xu Huaying already knew he was living with his son here, or else the killer wouldn't have come to wait in advance.

  He saw the opponent's previous stab, intending to take his son's life. If it weren't for himself kicking the door and hitting his arm in time, causing his triangular military thorn to deviate a bit, then his son at this time...

  Han Yu felt a slight sense of fear in his heart, compared to Xu Huaying, he had too little manpower, money and connections, intelligence was far from being on the same level.

  But he alone, no matter how formidable, can't be omnipotent! Today, the opponent can hire a killer, and he's lucky to dodge it, but tomorrow, who knows, they might hire two, he can't always be that lucky, reacting quickly and judging accurately!

  Besides, if the other party were to investigate his background and, in desperation, take action against his family...

  A faint smoke rose, and a cold light flashed in Han Yu's eyes, with a strong murderous intent!

  Xu Huaying must die, Zhu Ye Gang must be destroyed, and it must be done quickly!

  If you want to deal with Xu Huaying, you must first bring out this killer! The killer doesn't care about any rules!

  If he hides in the dark, even Han Yu would feel overwhelmed with defenselessness. If he lays a hand on his son, then his son wouldn't have a single chance of escape!

  Han Yu looked at his son with a worried expression: "You've also had a long day, go rest first, I'll take care of the assassin!"

  His son responded with a sound, took out the strange knife and entered the room. Han Yu then hugged the quilt, and lay down on the sofa together.

  A faint and serene moonlight squeezed in from the window, carrying a thread of cold radiance.

  After a while, Han Yu finally closed his eyes silently, muttering to himself: "Damn it, if only I could get that perverted Forgetful Speech out."

  But how to get it?

  At dawn, the gray dawn had just cracked the horizon, and was playing outside the window with a thin layer of morning mist. Han Yu opened his eyes on time, as usual.

  He sat cross-legged and silently operated the nameless heart method until his son pushed open the door, at which point he opened his eyes and stood up with the momentum.

  "What should I do today?" His son rubbed his hair, as if he had forgotten about being stabbed to death last night!

  Han Yu said in a soft voice: "You used to be in charge of the oil refinery?"

  "Ah, what's wrong, you want to open it?" His son walked out of the bathroom brushing his teeth and said vaguely.

  "Since you and Yang Kaiyu both think making money is important, why don't you start?" Han Yu said with a smile.

  "But at least 15 million is needed!" his son frowned.

  "Selling the drugs should bring in around 300,000 to 400,000 yuan. First, use that money to build the factory, and then give the rest to Xu Huaying."

  His son walked over with a smile and said in a low voice, "You're so confident that you can capture Xu Huaying?"

  Han Yu didn't answer, but instead said: "As for drugs, I've never been involved. You know how to sell them, right?"

  "Our goods are not many, contacting a few people can finish eating, but in this way, it's better for us to arrange manpower to make more money, although it takes a little longer!" his son said.

  "We can't do this thing ourselves, or Fang Wenshan will seize the opportunity." Han Yu shook his head and rejected his proposal.

  His son smiled wryly and suddenly remembered that Fang Wenshan was also one of those who were looking for trouble with them!

  Things related to the drug lord quickly found a way out, his son had done it with them before, so he was familiar with the process and exchanged the drugs for money without any surprises.

  Three hundred and twenty thousand, with just one transaction, they made more than three times the profit. If they had arranged for someone to sell it themselves, they would have probably made even more!

  Looking at those stacks of cash, he finally understood why so many people smuggled drugs and why information was worth gold.

  "This amount of money is probably enough to cover the cost of building a factory and training technicians, what's left is to introduce equipment, input raw materials, and open up the market!" His son said softly after taking a sip of water.

  Han Yu shook his head and sighed: "If we take this 300,000 yuan and go to Ping Shui County again, won't it immediately become one million?"

  His son glanced at him and said, "Is it that easy? Now, the amount of poison those heads have eaten has already reached saturation. These people are all secretly scattered households, the real big households are actually controlled by the Bamboo Leaf Gang in secret!"

  Han Yu smiled slightly, he was just casual mention, if it wasn't for the sake of necessity, he really didn't want to touch this kind of harmful thing.

  "Never mind, I won't bother with the refinery anymore. After all, you own half of the shares, and I'm not afraid that you'll be neglectful!"

  "Heh heh, then I'll go take a look at the brick factory and find a few construction teams to talk to!" His son stood up with a smile.

  "Be careful."

  "Got it."

  After seeing his son leave the house, Han Yu waited for a while before following him out. He followed him halfway and didn't see anyone suspicious tailing him, so he turned a corner and headed towards the West Gate Leisure Center.

  He just received news from Po Tian and learned that Ma Lian had gone there. Han Yu would certainly not let go of this opportunity.

  All the way roaring, arrived at the west gate, Han Yu stopped the car at the door and walked in.

  The leisure center was very quiet, with only two or three cars parked at the entrance, and not even a guest. When Han Yu went in, he happened to run into Ma Lian carrying a black bag, muttering to himself as he was about to leave. As soon as he saw him, Ma Lian's face changed instantly, taking two steps back, clearly showing that Han Yu had left a deep impression on him.

  "Second Master's house, where are we going?" Han Yu asked calmly.

  "It was Han, Boss Han, I'm going home, going home!" The pockmarked face's acne seemed to jump up as he muttered.

  Han Yu nodded and said: "Oh, where is Old Xu?"

  "No, I don't know!" Ma Lian's face was originally somewhat dark, and now it looked a bit pale.

  Han Yu's eyes narrowed and he coldly laughed: "Don't you know? The second master's fortune has been declining recently, so be careful with your words and actions to avoid a bloody disaster!"

  Ma's face was gloomy, he was really afraid of Han Yu. The big boss easily persuaded Fang Wenshan to put him in prison, but the next day he came out again.

  I hired an assassin, said to be a top-notch expert from the underground rankings. As a result, after going there, I returned empty-handed and even had my stuff cut off!

  He really felt that Han Yu was somewhat unfathomable and profound, like a great mountain pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe!

  So, he couldn't muster up any thought of resistance at all. As for the few people from the Bamboo Leaf Gang standing next to him, it was even more unnecessary to mention, their eyes looking towards Han Yu were like a mouse seeing a cat.

  "Han, Boss Han, I really am not, not..."

  Ma Lian's face turned pale when he saw Han Yu's unpleasant expression, recalling the scene where he chopped off Lao Da's arm with a swift and merciless swing of his knife. He felt a sudden cramp in his legs and almost fell to the ground.

  His lips were slightly pale with a frightened greyish white, his eyes were blurry with tears, and he looked like he was about to cry.

  "I really don't know, Brother Han, Uncle Han. If I knew, I'd be struck by five thunderbolts from heaven!" Ma Lian's legs gave out and he knelt down with a thud.

  Han Yu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and in his heart, he was really ashamed of the other person's behavior. But as for what he said, he didn't quite believe it.

  Just as he wanted to use some means to get the truth out of his mouth, someone suddenly pushed the door and walked in. Han Yu's body slightly leaned to the side, without making a sound.

  The man was about forty years old, with a waxen yellow complexion, thin and gaunt, his eyes dull and lifeless. The whole person exuded an aura of indistinct grayness, looking as if he would fall over with just one gust of wind.

  However, at this moment, he stretched out his right hand like a bamboo pole, with bulging blue veins, grabbing the arm of a girl, dragging and pulling her, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't escape from his grasp.

  "Second Master, Second Master, I've brought this girl to you. Second Master, please reward me with a smoke..."

  PS: As the saying goes, early bird gets eaten by birds, and others still don't give me the flowers in their hands, what are you waiting for? The new book promotion is not in place, brothers help shout...