Chapter 367: Little Brother and Elder Sister-in-Law Are Both Crazy

Lu Han was captured?

The two bandit bodyguards at the mountain base had been exchanging fire with the police, gunfire continuous; when Lin Dongfan's megaphone sound drifted over, the gunfire stopped, and everyone looked bewildered.

The two bandit bodyguards hiding in front of the vehicle glanced at each other.

Silently, they seemed to be asking each other what to do now.

On the other side, Director Qi, holding a megaphone and hiding behind the police car door, also frowned in surprise, wondering if I'd gotten up early again only to show up late for the market.

The second-class merit went to Yang Qing, which is also an honor for the police.

Director Qi composed himself, grabbed the megaphone, and shouted across: 'Whoever is up there, drop your weapons immediately, raise your hands above your head—surrender now and it's not too late.'

The sound drifted over, leaving the two bandit bodyguards torn, mainly because they couldn't confirm the situation on the mountain, not knowing whether Big Brother Lu had really been captured.

Mid-slope position.

All around was pitch black; Lu Han, who had just met up with Han Bing, had torn his clothes into strips and was bandaging his shot left leg.

"Ohhh~~~ you motherfucker, be gentle!"

Lu Han endured the pain, lying in the graveyard, holding a gun, guarding against any potential hidden attack.

Han Bing helped bandage his leg while explaining, 'If you don't wrap it tight, the bleeding won't stop.' Actually he was secretly chuckling, thinking, 'You finally have your day? Let's see how I play you to death today!'

After the leg bandaging was done.

Han Bing then proposed to Lu Han: 'Brother Han, your leg is injured and not convenient for moving. Why don't you rest here while I go up to seize the hostage?'

"Nonsense, of course you go."

The piercing pain made Lu Han feel his left leg might not be saved; he'd definitely need a cane for the rest of his life.

I never imagined being shot would feel like this.

Earlier I shot my brother Lu Wei in the leg; today I got shot in the leg too! Damn it, I don't know if this is the legendary 'coincidental similarity'.

Anyway, this isn't karma—screw karma!

Lu Han, suppressing his anger, urged Han Bing: 'What the hell are you standing there for? Waiting for me to send you a death benefit package? Hurry up the mountain and seize the hostage!'

"Brother Han, I have no gun."

All around was pitch black; Han Bing wasn't afraid to reveal his rebellious smile.

After laughing.

Han Bing then adopted a tone of death-defying loyalty: 'Can I borrow your gun for a moment? Brother Han, rest assured—I'll risk my life today to help you capture the hostage. Back then I was immature and offended people I shouldn't have. If you hadn't pulled me up, I, Han Bing, wouldn't be alive today.'

"Heartfelt words?"

Saying this, the naturally suspicious Lu Han had already pressed the gun muzzle against Han Bing's head.

Han Bing replied calmly: 'Brother Han, every word is sincere. In this situation, you want to live, and so do I—please trust me once. Without a gun in hand, it's really hard to seize anyone.'

"As long as you want to live, I believe that."

Lu Han passed the gun to Han Bing.

He then gritted his teeth and ordered Han Bing: 'Lin Dongfan that son of a bitch, full of lies—I don't know if those two idiots down the mountain will fall for it. First shout down the mountain that we haven't been caught, tell them not to be fooled. Tonight we must go all out against Lin Dongfan that son of a bitch; even if I die, I'll drag a few down with me.'

"Lin Dongfan didn't lie—you really have been captured."

As soon as the words fell, Han Bing had already pressed the gun muzzle against Lu Han's forehead.

That deadly metallic feel.

It made Lu Han suck in a cold breath.

Lu Han glared: 'I gave you the gun to do the job, and you motherfucker point it at me! What the hell does this mean?'

"Just one thing—I want to fuck you."

Chuckling lightly, Han Bing pressed the muzzle forward a bit more, with no other meaning—just wanting to enjoy the thrill of holding life and death over the big shots.

If it weren't for the night veil, one could see Lu Han's face turned livid with rage.

Lu Han said: 'Just now you said I once helped you out, and this is how you repay me? One truly shouldn't forget kindness and betray it.'

"You're right—one truly shouldn't forget kindness and betray it."

Han Bing gave a faint smile.

Then Han Bing helped Lu Han recall the past: 'Back then I ran a night snack stall, living peacefully. Later your brother ran into my shop to eat and run, I accidentally injured him, and your brother retaliated by wiping out my family. I was forced, with no choice, to beg you for leniency; you said you could spare my life on condition I work for you. I was a law-abiding citizen, you forced me into banditry, and I still have to thank you?'

"Of course you should thank me—if it weren't for my protection back then, your whole family would be dead.' Lu Han said: 'I protected your family; that's a great favor.'

"Fine, I'll thank your eight generations of ancestors.' Han Bing squatted, one hand gripping the gun against Lu Han's chest, the other untying Lu Han's shoelaces: 'Thanks given, now I have a score to settle.'

"What do you want to do?"

Lu Han wanted to pull his foot back but dared not, fearing the gun might discharge.

Han Bing pulled out Lu Han's shoelace and began binding his hands: 'Don't be nervous, I just want to tie you up and then hand you over to Lin Dongfan and Yang Qing to earn merit by confessing.'

"Brother, don't play like this—you could shoot me dead, but you can't hand me over to my enemies as a gift.' Lu Han had lost the courage to shout, his voice hinting at collapse.

After Han Bing tightened Lu Han's hands, he tied a dead knot.

Ensuring safety without error.

Han Bing also relaxed: 'If I shot you dead, I'd become a murderer; sorry, I can't satisfy your stupid request—get up.'

Saying this, Han Bing kicked Lu Han hard.

Lu Han, dared not shout despite his anger, stammered: 'My leg's like this—how do you expect me to get up? Or else, let me go and I'll pay you.'

"How much money are you offering?" Han Bing asked with a laugh.

Seeing Han Bing seemed open to compromise, Lu Han's spirits lifted: 'Brother, name your price—say the amount, I'll pay it, no haggling.'

Han Bing immediately replied with a laugh: 'I want to watch you get sentenced to death.'

Just as Lu Han caught a glimmer of hope, in that instant he plunged into the dark abyss; that chilling breath of death went straight to his marrow.

Under the night sky, Lu Han had collapsed to the point of tears welling in his eyes.

"Get up!"

Han Bing kicked Lu Han hard again.

The kick hit the bullet wound.

That heart‑rending, lung‑splitting pain left Lu Han unable to make a sound, but his expression was twisted beyond bearing, and every pore exhaled anguish.

Because he had lost a leg, and with his hands bound.

Lu Han gritted his teeth and struggled for a while before standing; his injured left leg dared not bear any weight, and his whole body relied on his right leg for support.

"I'll give you ten billion, ten billion for my life—is that enough?" Lu Han still refused to give in: "Don't hand me over to Lin Dongfan; even if I die, I cannot become his trophy."

Han Bing said: "Sorry, your worthless life really isn't worth ten billion. Don't fucking overestimate yourself. Besides, my IQ is truly higher than yours. I don't want money; I want a reduced sentence, I want freedom. Also, let me tell you some good news: I've slept with your wife, and her money is mine..."

"Fuck!!!"

Before Han Bing could finish speaking, Lu Han, his anger surging to his head, lunged like a rampaging beast, raising his bound hands to hammer Han Bing's head—but Han Bing, who had been on guard, easily dodged.

The angrier he became, the more excited Han Bing got.

Han Bing laughed and said: "Back then, it was because you bastards drove me to a dead end that my girlfriend broke up with me. You left me without a girlfriend, so I slept with your wife—what's wrong with that?"