CHAPTER 990: CHAPTER 990: UNCLE YIN WAS THE INSIDE MAN

At this moment, Li Qiao slightly struggled to get down, but the man’s arms were strong and unwavering.

Shang Zonghai timely approached, patting Shang Yu’s shoulder and sighed, "Shaoyan, let the girl down."

Shang Yu was as steady as a rock, his handsome face exceptionally cold, "You, don’t intervene."

Shang Zonghai furrowed his brows, increasing the pressure in his grip, "The people are dead, give them a chance to say goodbye."

"When they’re dead, what’s the point of a goodbye?"

The man curled his lips coldly, carrying Li Qiao as he walked towards the Plunderer.

He Chen and Jin Rong with several others blocked his way, He Chen said, "Shaoyan, we’re all here, let the sister-in-law down, there won’t be any issues."

"Step aside." Shang Yu’s eyes were like a cold pond, void of any warmth.

He Chen tightly pursed his thin lips, before he could speak, Li Qiao raised her hand, gently touching the man’s handsome face.

Her voice was very light, as if a breeze could disperse it, "Let me escort him, I’ll listen to whatever you say in the future, ok?"

Shang Yu lowered his gaze to look at the girl in his arms, she hadn’t cried at all, yet her expression was grief-stricken.

As strong as Li Qiao was, no matter how hard her heart was, she couldn’t ignore Xiao Yehui’s death.

But Shang Yu quietly bowed his head, stubbornly and domineeringly said, "Qiaoqiao, I don’t believe you anymore."

Li Qiao instantly closed her eyes, tearless yet distressed.

At this moment, the Border Five Sons stepped forward again, Su Moshi pursed his lips, nodded, "Master Yan, please, let her down."

Shen Qingye and several others spoke in unison, "Master Yan, please."

In this world, there are countless kinds of feelings, yet the friendship of the Border Seven Sons is the most moving.

Li Qiao touched his handsome face, her forehead pressed against the man’s cheek, "Please..."

It was the first time she asked Shang Yu, not for Xiao Yehui, but for the other Five Sons.

They were still waiting for her.

Ultimately, the man couldn’t ignore her heart-wrenching plea, he wrapped his arm tightly around her for a long, long time, then coldly said, "Three minutes."

"Alright~"

Li Qiao softly agreed, came down from his embrace, but nearly couldn’t stand due to numb legs.

She steadied herself, took a breath and turned slowly to look at the Border Five Sons, she stepped forward, the Five Sons dispersed on either side, following her.

Led by Li Qiao, the six of them once again came before Xiao Yehui.

Six of them, uniformly bowed their heads, and repeated the words they had uttered three years ago: "Huizai, see you in the next life."

Huizai, after reuniting, they never called him that again.

The Border Six Sons still acknowledged Xiao Yehui’s elder brother status.

The farewell they had performed long ago happened once again.

The entanglement between Xiao Yehui and the Six Sons, perhaps he hesitated, or regretted, but ultimately he chose to walk alone.

He never had control over himself, yet contradictorily stood against everyone.

Perhaps long ago, he had already set his own destination.

Grief was beyond remedy, only death could break free.

This scene shook everyone’s heart.

Xiao Hongdao, especially.

He stared unblinkingly at the smiling, closed-eyed Xiao Yehui, his once-proud son, yet he didn’t even glance at him till his death.

Xiao Hongdao never knew the word ’failure’ in his life.

But Xiao Yehui gave him a resounding slap.

What should have been his perfect masterpiece, his most outstanding son, the carefully cultivated successor from childhood, was driven to death by these people before him.

Xiao Hongdao glared angrily at Shang Zonghai, forced himself to stand from the wheelchair, "The Old Fox indeed lives up to his reputation, even surrounded by so many, you managed to escape unscathed, you’ve truly impressed me again."

Shang Zonghai stood with his hands behind him, his eyebrows and eyes calm as he looked at him, "You’re not the only one who can feint and maneuver, Old Xiao, we’ve been fighting for a lifetime, aren’t you tired?"

"Tired, but I’ve enjoyed it," Xiao Hongdao walked slowly forward, his eyes suddenly shot out a sinister brilliance, "Do you think the situation is settled now?"

As he spoke, he looked towards Li Qiao, his gaze lingering around her lower abdomen, "You’re worth sparing to let you live, but unfortunately you’re ungrateful."

Li Qiao ignored him, instead, she and Su Moshi gently wiped away the blood from Xiao Yehui’s temple.

Though he was dead, he still deserved the dignity reserved for this once leader.

Xiao Hongdao sneered coldly, then strided up to Shang Zonghai, his eyes suddenly wild, "My apprentice brother, even if you’ve captured me, you can’t save Li Qiao, hahaha—"

Shang Yu abruptly narrowed his eyes, just about to step forward, when he heard Xiao Hongdao speak, "Back when the Mu Family couldn’t escape death, and since Li Qiao is a descendent of the Mu Family, she should reunite with them."

Shang Zonghai turned his head to look at Li Qiao, "Girl?"

Before Li Qiao could reply, Shang Yu strode to her side, and pulled her into his arms, his tone filled with murderous intent, "You talk too much."

Xiao Hongdao laughed uproariously, "Since it’s come to this, even if I die, I’ll drag a few with me."

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled open the corner of his clothes, drew out a long-hidden handgun from his side waist, aimed at Shang Zonghai’s brow and pulled the trigger.

He had waited for this moment, hesitating to act earlier.

Xiao Hongdao knew he was already a trapped beast, rash action wouldn’t succeed and would instead bring disaster.

At this moment, Shang Zonghai was three steps away from him, even if the Black Hawk Party and the special police intervened, it would be in vain.

He aimed for a kill with one shot.

Xiao Hongdao’s eyes were filled with manic pleasure, even if he didn’t meet a good end, Shang Zonghai wouldn’t survive either.

In a flash, something unexpected happened.

Xiao Hongdao had ninety percent certainty he could kill Shang Zonghai, but... he miscalculated one thing.

At the moment he pulled the trigger, someone suddenly rushed from behind and tackled him to the ground, the fired bullet skimmed Shang Zonghai’s clothes corner and finally hit Xiao Yeyan’s shoulder.

The sudden change caught Xiao Hongdao unbelieving for a long time.

He looked at the person who tackled him, outraged, "Yin Zhihong—"

Immediately, Xiao Hongdao pointed the gun at Yin Zhihong’s chest and fired several shots, until the bullets ran out.

"Dad!" Yin Mo screamed.

Everything happened so fast, no one had expected Yin Zhihong would betray Xiao Hongdao at the last moment.

Xiao Hongdao pushed Yin Zhihong aside, staggered as he climbed from the ground, he looked around, only to find his confidants surrounded by armed special police.

Defeated, he was utterly defeated.

Xiao Hongdao prided himself on strategic prowess, yet he didn’t foresee Yin Zhihong as the greatest variable.

When the special police marched with British Commonwealth Government’s arrest warrant up to Xiao Hongdao, he lowly sneered, "Li Qiao, come down the road together with me."

Shang Yu’s adam’s apple moved continuously, he cupped Li Qiao’s face with one hand and tightly held her with another, "Where are you hurt? Hmm?"

Xiao Hongdao wouldn’t speak nonsense facing death, from the same traditional medicine family, he must have done something to Li Qiao to say that.

Li Qiao looked deeply at the man, tilted her head to kiss his palm, "I’m fine, Uncle Yin was the insider."