Chapter 356: Brothers Turn Against Each Other, Betting on the Life and Death of Fan Ye

Not long after Li Jianmin died, a little brother rushed into the clubhouse and reported to Lu Han, who was enjoying a massage: "Brother Han, Li Jianmin was beaten to death by Lin Dongfan."

"What?!"

Lu Han, who had been lounging and enjoying life, instantly lost interest in the massage, and the masseuse beside him tactfully stepped aside.

Lu Wei, who was also lying on the neighboring bed enjoying the massage, had the same shocked expression.

The two of them simultaneously turned their gaze toward the little brother in front.

The little brother replied solemnly: "Yuan Qiang from Wushi Village and his father, the Village Chief Yuan, have also been arrested. Those eight pieces of golden-thread nanmu wood are probably unobtainable; Lin Dongfan says that old ancestral hall is a cultural relic."

"It's aimed at me! That bastard Lin Dongfan is definitely targeting me!"

Lu Han lay on the massage table, thinking: I only smashed one of Lin Dongfan's cars, yet that bastard's revenge is this vicious.

Do you really think I, Lu Han, am a soft persimmon that anyone can knead?

Lu Han picked up his phone, about to call Zou Feiyun, when his brother Lu Wei, lying on the neighboring massage table, suddenly sat up and advised: "Brother, you can't make this call."

"Shut your mouth!"

Lu Han was seething, thinking: I've lost a brother; if we just let this slide, how will we survive in the underworld?

Lu Wei understood the anger burning in his elder brother's heart.

But Lu Wei still pressed on, urging: "Brother, it's now a deadly feud between the Zou and Lin families—whoever gets involved is walking a dead end! Zou Feiyun was already arrested once; don't you see the situation? If it weren't for the Lin family's strength, who in Jianglan Province would dare arrest Zou Feiyun? Now the bigwigs in the province are backing the Lin family."

Unexpectedly, Lu Han not only refused to listen,

but instead flared with anger: "A lot of nonsense, trying to show off your education? Listen up—we can't just quit whenever we want! Since the day we pried open our first safe, we've been ruthless outlaws with no way back! Now you either go to jail and take bullets, or fight to the bitter end—choose!"

"!!!"

Lu Wei was left speechless by the retort—not because he had nothing to say, but because he realized speaking would be pointless.

Lu Han glared at him again: "Damn it, instead of being a good illiterate, you insist on pretending to be educated! You've read yourself stupid—good for nothing!"

"!!!"

Lu Wei sat in gloomy silence, thinking: This world is truly crazy—in the world of crows, not having black enough feathers is itself a crime.

In the silence, the rift between the two brothers quietly tore open.

Lu Wei stopped advising his elder brother Lu Han.

Lu Han no longer took any of Lu Wei's suggestions into account.

He picked up his phone and called Zou Feiyun: "Young Master Zou, my subordinate Li Jianmin was today beaten to death by Lin Dongfan! Is this big gift I'm sending you enough?"

Lu Wei beside him heard this and gave a bitter, speechless smile.

He thought: "Big brother, big brother, you're clever enough—seizing the opportunity to curry favor with Zou Feiyun and show loyalty! But have you considered that since Lin Dongfan dared to kill Li Jianmin publicly, he isn't afraid of your retaliation? Do you really think charging him with 'intentional homicide' will make him suffer? That's naive."

"What are you laughing at?"

After hanging up, Lu Han suddenly swept a cold, harsh gaze toward Lu Wei.

Lu Wei reclined on the nearby massage chair, propped up his legs, lit a cigarette, and replied leisurely: "I'm betting Lin Dongfan will not only be innocent, but even receive commendation from the province."

"Damn, it looks like your ass is truly sitting crooked!" Lu Han pulled a gun from the drawer beside him, pointing it angrily at Lu Wei's head: "I've been tolerating you, we two brothers in this lifetime—don't force me to shoot!"

Lu Wei took a slow drag of his cigarette.

He replied calmly, without surprise or agitation: "If you weren't my elder brother, I would have left long ago. I stayed only to pull you ashore. You may not appreciate it, but you can't point a gun at me."

"Bang!"

The sudden gunshot made the whole world fall into dead silence.

Yet Lu Wei remained calm and composed, lying on the massage chair smoking, even though his left leg had been blown open by a bullet into a bloody hole.

He seemed to feel no pain.

He spoke peacefully: "Whether studying is useful, you'll find out in a few days. I still bet Lin Dongfan will be completely acquitted; if you don't believe me, just wait and see."

"Do you think Young Master Zou grew up eating shit? If Lin Dongfan manages to escape punishment this time, I'll twist off your head and kick it like a ball!" Lu Han pressed the gun barrel hard against Lu Wei's forehead.

Lu Wei closed his eyes, said nothing more, and quietly awaited the Reaper's call.

However……

Lu Han hesitated for two seconds, then put the gun away: "Fine, old man, I'll take you on this bet! Once Lin Dongfan is in prison, let's see what you have to say then! I'll make you lose so badly you'll be convinced."

He turned around, raised his voice, and shouted outside: "Where the hell is everyone? Hurry up and call a doctor to dig out the bullet! If that idiot second brother dies, I'll bury all of you with him!"

The little brother outside was panicking: "Damn it, the gun was yours—why should we brothers be buried with you? This world is truly fucked up, makes no sense."

Soon after, a private doctor walked in carrying a medicine box.

During the doctor's extraction of the bullet, fine beads of sweat appeared on Lu Wei's forehead, and the filter of the cigarette he had clenched in his mouth got bitten flat.

Yet Lu Wei didn't utter a sound the whole time—this guy can really endure pain.

Lu Han stayed by his side the whole time, not going anywhere, but he didn't think much of his brother's ability to endure pain silently; he always thought this brother was just an idiot.

Lu Han remained only to prove that he himself was the winner of wisdom.

Around six in the evening.

The phone rang.

It was a text message from Zou Feiyun: "Lin Dongfan has been suspended." Those eight short words excited Lu Han to the point of almost popping champagne to celebrate.

Lu Han tossed the phone to his brother Lu Wei.

He snorted triumphantly: "Take a look yourself—even if he were the Heavenly King, he couldn't get past this hurdle!"

"Suspension, but not arrest."

Lu Wei merely glanced at the message casually, then set the phone aside.

Lu Han cursed: "TV dramas say 'bookworms are utterly useless,' and that's absolutely true—how did the Lu family produce an idiot like you? First suspension, then arrest, then sentencing! Don't you understand procedure? A human life is at stake; Zou Feiyun finally got hold of this opportunity—could he let the Lins off?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Wei merely smiled and couldn't be bothered to argue further.

Lu Han thought Lu Wei had already conceded, and then lectured him arrogantly: "If your hands really can't stay idle, you might as well fondle mahjong tiles or women—just stop fondling books!"

Lu Wei still wore a smile and said nothing.

Thought:

Lin Dongfan beat Li Jianmin to death—this is a murder case!

If Zou Feiyun could really control the progress of this matter, Lin Dongfan would have already been locked up in a detention center—how could he merely be suspended? Even thinking with your toes, you could figure it out; the bigwigs above are definitely arm-wrestling!