mournful face. "Okay, let's get down to business." Ye Fan's expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice. "Your servant listens to your orders." As soon as it came to business, Andre immedia...The fastest reactor wasn't Li Ming, nor was it those outsiders with their hands clasped over their heads, standing against the wall like spectators. It was none of the Canglong Mountain guards.

...but in an instant, he recovered his memory and thought of who Li Nanshan was.

Yes.

He is Li Nánfāng.

Li Muzi, the north goose flies south. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

There is a wife, Hua Ye Shen, who possesses nobility, sexiness, fair shoulders, stunning beauty, cruelty towards others but gentleness towards him.

He has a niece, Yue Zizhong, who is his fiancée. She was the one who caused him to almost be beaten to death by an elder eleven years ago. Though she isn't very capable, she loves to brag and be arrogant. She's unreasonable but completely devoted to him.

He also had — many, many people who liked him, loved him, and there were also many, many who hated him, wishing to tear him limb from limb. Lovers, friends, elders, and enemies.

He is Li Nanfang.

Li Nanshan could think, in the blink of an eye, that he was Li Nanshan, all because of Duan Xiangning's last words before she died, and the blood that bloomed like summer flowers in the air.

Li Nanging couldn't understand it. After witnessing Duan Xiangning's resolute self-sacrifice to save him, he was stunned for a moment at most, but then quickly regained his composure completely.

How could this be

Li Nánfāng suddenly felt like laughing, but then he saw Li Míng and immediately sobered up.

Then he laughed.

"Ha, ha, hahaha!"

Li Nánfāng was smiling, but it sounded like he was crying.

The sound was unclear, whether laughter or crying, like an invisible dragon, swiftly coiling and uncoiling within room number seven, roaring as it charged into every corner.

Even penetrated the white fog at the mouth of the black hole, extending downwards, and causing a strange resonance.

Just like, deep down in the unfathomable black hole, there are many terrifying monsters hidden. Awakened by Li Nanshan's laughter, they scrambled and rushed out.

At the sound of Li Nanshan's laughter, Li Ming felt an unspeakable terror.

With no hostages to leverage, Li Nanfang could act freely. What would he do

To talk about Li Ming's reaction speed, it's definitely astonishingly fast.

The moment he realized that Duan Xiangning had lost all her value, he immediately let go of her, tossing her and the military knife aside. With his left hand, he raised his phone, his thumb hovering over the detonate button, ready to press it!

Even if he died ten thousand times, Li Ming would swear that there was no hesitation in his pressing of the detonate button this time.

He was determined to die with Li Nanshan, Jin Xuanqi, and others!

To have so many people accompany him to his death, it was also a worthwhile life for Li Ming.

He didn't naively believe that after Duan Xiangning's resolute suicide, he could still blackmail Li Nanfang with his phone.

Because he is also a man.

So he understood that after seeing this horrific scene with their own eyes, men would no longer care about their own lives and death, they had to kill him!

Since both sides were going to die anyway, Li Ming naturally wouldn't be willing to die himself.

Let's all die.

The moment Li Mingdou's brain commanded his left thumb to press the detonator, his face contorted into a grimace. His eyes blazed with madness, and an indescribable thrill coursed through him, prompting him to mimic Li Nanfang and let out a triumphant roar of laughter.

"Oh, oh!"

But Li Ming could hear, only when his pain became unbearable did he cry out in agony.

He was about to laugh!

How could it be wailing

Li Ming doesn't understand.

Jin Xuanqi and a few other onlookers understood.

Because they saw it with their own eyes, when Li Ming had pushed Duan Xiangning away, discarded his military knife, and raised his left hand, ready to press the detonator, dooming everyone at the scene to die with him—that fallen military knife suddenly appeared in Li Nanfang's hand.

Then, everyone saw a cold light flash past.

Another spurt of blood, more like fireworks, blossomed on Li Mingdu's left wrist.

Actually, Li Ming, who was left-handed, had his left hand holding a phone gushing with blood, forming a pool that was half a meter high. Just as it was about to fall, Li Nanfang caught it in time and immediately flung it backward without looking back.

Li Ming, clutching his phone with a severed hand, sped through the corridor that stretched for dozens of meters, like he was propelled by a rocket. Guided by the radar, he darted swiftly and landed precisely at the mouth of the black hole shrouded in white mist.

Who, upon having their left arm suddenly severed at the wrist, would not instinctively reach out with their right hand to cover the gushing wound, and kneel down, knees buckling, with a gaping mouth emitting a piercing scream

Li Ming also did the same, kneeling before Li Nanfang.

It was like begging him, pleading with him to give back his left hand.

Li Nanfang hated Li Ming's whining beyond measure. Gripping a military saber in his right hand, he slid it upwards in a half-arc, scraping it into the other man's mouth.

Li Ming's wailing abruptly ceased.

The tip of the sharp military saber was a full three inches long, piercing straight through from the back of his head.

With the bayonet piercing through him, Li Mingdu's eyes bulged out of their sockets. With a heart full of unwillingness, he slowly collapsed to the ground.

Death is the greatest thing.

Regardless of how wicked Li Ming was in life, since he is now dead, Li Nanfang would not vent any anger onto a corpse.

He didn't even want to look again, he just lowered his head and looked at Duan Xiangning.

Du Xiangning, pushed to the ground by Li Ming, lay flat on her back, her face slightly tilted as if she still had life. Her eyes, forever fixed at a certain moment, looked at Li Nanfang with an incomparable tenderness.

Li Nanfang also looked at her.

Silence for a long time.

He bent his knees and slowly knelt down on the ground.

From the corridor outside the iron gate, a hacking cough came from someone who could no longer bear the bloodshed.

Li Nanfang spoke: "Get out of here."

His voice was not at all jarring, very calm.

It was just too calm, without the slightest trace of emotion, which made Jin Xuanqi and others feel even more frightened.

They dared not linger for a moment, fearing that one slip-up would bring down the wrath of this divine executioner.

"Even the phrases 's**t and pee oneself' can't describe the way Jin Xuanqi and the others scrambled onto the surface. "

They only knew that as they stumbled and fell to the grass outside the enormous platter, they couldn't help but weep and vomit uncontrollably.

"Rise up!"

Shen Cun's voice was chillingly cold, making Jin Xuanqi and the others shiver involuntarily. They didn't dare to lie there any longer, scrambling to their feet in a hurry.

"Young Master—"

Jin Xuanqi raised his hand and wiped his face forcefully. He was about to describe the bloody scene below, which was truly nauseating, when Shen Cun said calmly: "I know everything, there's no need to say more. Now, immediately seal off the entrance to the underground city with cement. I want to turn what lies beneath into a complete dead city. Or rather, a tomb."

In fact, Jin Xuanqi was more like detonating the dungeon, smashing Li Nanshan to death inside, following what his father's letter had said.

Unfortunately, father made a fatal mistake before he died, his phone was even snatched by Li Ming.

In the monitoring room, Shen Cunmo watched intently at the display.

Also heard it clearly.

When she saw Duan Xiangning resolutely commit suicide, the bystander Qing Shencun roared with clenched fists, "Detonate! Detonate! Quickly detonate, damn it! What are you doing"

Unfortunately, Li Ming didn't hear Shen Dajiao's roar, which led to a fatal three-second daze.

Then, Shen Cunmao had to completely seal off the underground city in order to fulfill his father's wishes expressed in the letter.

But he also knew it was futile.

Since Li Nanfang could crawl out of the black hole, he could naturally leave room number seven from within it.

But doing something is always better than doing nothing, isn't it

Just as Shen Cunmao commanded everyone to turn the underground chamber of Zanglong Mountain Villa into his father's tomb, Li Nanfang was still kneeling before Duan Xiangning, staring blankly at her.

Fresh blood, already clotted.

Even Duan Xiangning's body had stiffened.

Including the smile on her lips and the tenderness in her eyes.

People who understand medicine know that after death, the body stiffens shortly. But after an hour or two, it will soften again.

Li Nanfang reached out with both hands, embracing Duan Xiangning whose body was stiff from the ordeal. He slowly stood up and turned to walk towards the end of the corridor.

He did not go outside the iron gate.

Because he knew very well that the passage to the outside had definitely been sealed off.

He came from there, so he has to go back there.

Although Li Nanfang didn't want to walk that path at all, he had to. It was just like Duan Xiangning walking that same path.

The sky, looking at it, was about to get dark.

Duan Xing walked out of the dense forest beyond the Third Line and came to the bank of Long River. She stood on the same boulder where she had stood last night, the one she had jumped into the water from.

From last night until now, it's only been a day at most, but Duan Zing feels like an entire century has passed.

Even, for a century even longer, after all she's experienced from last night until now, most people wouldn't have gone through such experiences in their entire lives.

The meaning of life is not simply living.

...but what you did while you were alive.

It was the height of summer, and the heat from the scorching sun lingered in the air, unwilling to depart. Yet, Duan Lingxing felt a chill, clutching his black jacket as he sat on a large rock.

The large rock was still warm, and through the thin shark skin diving suit, it felt just like my brother-in-law's hand, warming me pleasantly.

Light footsteps came from behind.

Duan Xing didn't need to turn back to know who had arrived.

An acquaintance.

Last night, when he came to meet her and Li Nanfang by the riverbank, the bird that called him Bird-of-Cuckoo was there—that’s what they called him, Bird-of-Cuckoo, not Wolf-Fang.

"The goods have been returned to the country, we've completed our mission, it's time to withdraw."

The cuckoos walked up behind Duan Xing, whispering a reminder.

What he said, of course, came from the notebook computer that Duan Ling had brought back from Canglong Mountain, containing the classified military intelligence files.

As for whether that file is real or fake, that's none of the bullfinch's concern.

His mission was to lead the Duan sisters and Li Nanfang here.

And then get them to safety from here, if Li Nanfang and the others are still alive.

Segment was as deaf as a doornail, not reacting at all.

The cuckoo reminded once again.

It was then that she asked, “Where should I go”

The cuckoo bird was stunned, and answered with a chirp, “Of course it’s to return home.”

Duàn Língxīng asked again, "What about after you return to your country"

"Of course, I'm going home."

The cuckoos answered readily.

Duan Zixing's jaw twitched slightly, and he said in a flat tone, "Do I even have a home anymore"

Where have you been

You are the legitimate eldest daughter of the Dali Duan clan!

Just as the cuckoo was about to utter those words, it closed its beak again.

Because he suddenly felt that Duan Lingxing was right.

The Duan sisters, having already lost their home, were abandoned by their family when they arrived at this riverbank.

If you were abandoned by your family, would you still acknowledge it as your home

Especially thinking of the woman who was so beautiful in the morning that he wanted to give up everything, it was very possible that she would vanish like smoke and jade. The oriole felt a pang of inexplicable pain in its heart and softly said, "So, what do you want to do"

"What can we do"

Duanzing smiled faintly and said, “Of course I've been waiting.”

"What are you waiting for"

The cuckoo bird didn't react for a while, and asked with its beak.

"Wait for my sister-in-law."

Segment responded with vague and incoherent answers.

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