Updated: 2011-05-03

Chen Ping's move was ruthless. He poured all the bullets left in the May 4th pistol on Dong Hao without any hesitation. Zhang Sanqian drove the car with a smile on his lips, as if he admired Chen Ping's actions.

After doing all this, Chen Ping took back his pistol and leaned on the seat of the car to rest. Whether Dong Hao died or not was no longer a matter of concern. Even if he did not die, he would have to become a useless person and would not pose any threat to him. What he should think about most now is perhaps the final issue of Yunnan. As Chen Ping said, the Han family has reached this point, and it is indeed as Chen Ping said, it can no longer cause too much storm, but Chen Ping would not naively think that if the Han family falls, Yunnan will become the thing in his pocket. The Zhou family, Duanmu family, Hong family, and small forces with a covetous attitude, it is not easy to deal with the various miscellaneous things. Before Han Yelin's fall, Chen Ping could cooperate happily with the Zhou family and the Duanmu family because everyone has common interests. Now that the Han family is finished, Chen Ping doesn't believe that the rest of the people can sit still.

After rubbing his temples, Chen Ping breathed a deep breath and felt that the destruction in Yunnan was indeed one after another, which made people feel very annoying.

"Han Yelin, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Sanqian asked without looking back.

"Kill."

Chen Ping said softly, although his tone was light, it had an unquestionable meaning.

Han Yelin, who had long been in a semi-coma, opened his eyes hard and looked at Chen Ping, without feeling anything that was awesome in his youth, nor did he feel regretful. At most, he felt a little sad. He had experienced great storms in his life and was domineering, but in the end he fell into the hands of this young man. It was too dramatic. Han Yelin closed his eyes and laughed at himself, without fear or reluctance. He succeeded and lost. For people like them, losing is losing, and there are few opportunities to turn things around.

Zhang Sanqian seemed to be very familiar with Kunming roads. He turned left and right and drove the car into an abandoned factory and stopped. Chen Ping understood and dragged Han Yelin out of the car, walked into the factory, and threw him directly to the ground.

"What else should I say?" Chen Ping lit a cigarette and put it in Han Yelin's mouth, and asked indifferently. He didn't plan to give Han Yelin too much time to talk, so as not to have too many dreams. But facing this old man who has been struggling and climbing up all his life, Chen Ping felt it was necessary to let him say something before he died. It was said that people would die and speak kindly. Chen Ping also wanted to hear what Han Yelin would feel.

Han Yelin shook his head slightly and lay on the ground regardless of his image. He was extremely embarrassed. He used his complete hand to hold the cigarette and sucked the clouds and mist. His old face was full of remembrance. Chen Ping was not in a hurry and waited quietly. This place was not close to the eastern suburbs. No matter how fast Han Linya moved, she would never find her place, so he was not too worried.

Han Yelin smoked very slowly, and seemed to know that this was the last cigarette in his life. He cherished it very much. He smoked it in small mouthfuls without saying a word. After smoking a cigarette, he looked at Chen Ping, smiled and said softly: "Chen Yaojin, you have destroyed the Han family. I don't blame you. Success and defeated the enemy. Everyone understands this principle. I have no resentment, but the disaster is not as good as my family. After I die, I hope you can let Lin Ya go and let her live well. I have done a lot of bad things in my life to climb up, and I have no plans to have a good end. You should feel unhappy and tossed my old bones casually. You and I have no deep hatred. Both sons are in your hands, which is also my retribution. I don't plan to ask you for anything. How about making a deal with you before I die?"

"you say."

Chen Ping held the cigarette and nodded directly. At this time, what Han Yelin could take out was probably good things, and this transaction would not be a loss no matter how you look at it.

"Let Lin Ya go, I can give you what you want." Han Yelin said bluntly. He was shot twice. Although it was not a vital point, he was old and could not stand up to make trouble. After a while, even if Chen Ping didn't take action, he could not hold on.

"What do I want?" Chen Ping's hand holding the cigarette tightened slightly, but his expression did not change at all, and he said slowly.

"A place like Yunnan is not as good as the coastal areas. Here, controlling two things can basically control Yunnan, one is drugs and the other is arms. The former has always been dominated by the Hong family. What I can give you is the channel for selling arms, and there are some shameful handles for people at all levels in the Yunnan circle. With these things, it should be of great help to control Yunnan. I will give you these, and you will let Lin Ya live, how about it?"

Han Yelin said lightly, his expression was neither sad nor happy. This was perhaps the quietest time when he and Chen Pingyi talked with each other. He had no plans or temptations, and he opened the skylight and said in a bright voice, simple and straightforward manner.

"good."

Chen Ping did not hesitate and nodded in agreement. The things Han Yelin said were indeed enough to make people excited. He had no reason to disagree. The situation in Yunnan would definitely change again after Han Yelin's death. There were definitely still speculators who could not sit still and he thought he was lucky to get a share. After mastering what Han Yelin said, it would be of many benefits for him to win Yunnan. Yunnan is not small, but Chen Ping was not very big. His ambition would definitely not be limited to Yunnan. The power of the crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and the power of the crouching tiger, hidden dragon, is overwhelming.

The capital city is a vast and wild Northwest, and even the three northeastern provinces. There are too many. He is young, ambitious, and has time to conquer one piece of land, rights, and money. In Chen Ping's mind that is not complicated but never stupid, the Chen family is definitely not limited to the family in the south. The Chen family has a long road and a lot of room for growth. Chen Fusheng climbed a quilt and continued to climb along his father's path, so that the Chen family can stand in a high place where everyone can only look up.

Han Yelin smiled at the corner of his mouth and said softly: "After I die, you go to the Wild Duck Lake Villa, where all you want is. OK, Chen Yaojin, don't talk nonsense, give me some fun."

Chen Ping is familiar with the Wild Duck Lake Villa. He was there when he and Tang Aozhi assassinated the old fox for the first time. He nodded and asked, "Is there anything else to say?"

Han Yelin shook his head slightly and closed his eyes. The feeling of death approaching was not good, and even he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Chen Ping took out a flying knife with a flashing silver light from his waist, squatted down, and slashed hard on Han Yelin's neck!

"In the next life, don't forget to accumulate some good deeds for yourself." Chen Ping wiped the blood on the blade and murmured to himself, then strode out of the factory without any nostalgia.

Just one knife ended the Han family era.
Chapter completed!