"Holy crap, didn't you have eyes when you went out? Rushing to your death?!" The driver, drenched in a cold sweat, rolled down his window and yelled at a car ahead.
The business van behind them also stopped, and several bodyguards emerged, holding umbrellas to check the situation ahead.
Visibility was low in the pouring rain, and only the silhouettes of bodyguards holding umbrellas could be seen.
"Young Master, I'll go ahead and see what's happening," one of the bodyguards in the van said, opening the door and stepping out.
Inside the van.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
"You son of a bitch, can't you drive?!"
Long Hanchen finally recovered, feeling as though his chest was about to shatter. The intense pain almost suffocated him.
However, the doctor was in the back car, and he could only wait for them to return before sending the doctor over.
But Long Hanchen didn't see that, under the heavy rain, all the black umbrellas in front had already fallen to the ground.
A moment later.
With a "swish," the car door was opened.
"Where's the driver from the front? Break his legs! Get the doctor from the back over here to check on me!" Long Hanchen clutched his chest, his face pale.
Yet, there was no response from outside the car door.
Long Hanchen seemed to sense something was wrong and looked up towards the car door.
He saw a man in a raincoat. In the dim light, Long Hanchen couldn't see the face beneath the raincoat.
"Who are you?!" Long Hanchen tensed up instantly, his gaze fixed on the other person with caution.
"Where are they! Where are they! All of you come back here!" Long Hanchen's roar echoed from the business van in the pouring rain.
Unfortunately, after a moment, no one returned.
"These good-for-nothings! Useless!" Long Hanchen was furious, then looked at the figure outside the car door: "Who exactly are you? Do you know who I am?!"
As soon as Long Hanchen finished speaking, the figure outside the car moved.
Raising his hand, he pointed a black gun barrel at Long Hanchen inside the car.
Seeing this, Long Hanchen instantly wet himself, his eyes wide with terror.
At the Long Yinglan residence, one of the eight great families of Jiangcheng.
Chen Fan had already arrived. He had initially gone to Wanhao Group, but later learned that Long Yinglan wouldn't be coming to the company today, so he came to her home.
Zhang Chongshan was at the hospital during the day, so Chen Fan didn't go in. Upon learning that Long Yinglan hadn't returned yet, he waited in the car outside the gate.
After waiting for about an hour, Long Yinglan's Rolls-Royce slowly pulled up in front of the villa.
As the car stopped, the driver quickly got out and carefully retrieved two umbrellas from the car door to escort Long Yinglan out.
Long Yinglan took an umbrella and walked to Chen Fan's car.
She handed Chen Fan an umbrella and, holding hers, walked into the villa.
Chen Fan didn't stand on ceremony. He opened his umbrella and followed Long Yinglan into the villa.
"It's about Long Hanchen, isn't it?" Long Yinglan asked, putting down her umbrella and sitting gracefully in the living room.
Chen Fan nodded, not hiding anything: "I seriously injured him."
"I know, I just returned from the hospital," Long Yinglan said calmly.
"I." Chen Fan wanted to say more.
But Long Yinglan interrupted him with a gesture: "It's already done, no need to explain. It's not a big deal, just leave it to me to handle."
Chen Fan's face showed gratitude: "Thank you, Aunt Long. I've caused you trouble."
Long Yinglan smiled slightly, took Chen Fan's hand, and had him sit down: "I'm your aunt, who else would dote on you? Don't worry, it's not a big deal."
"But Long Hanchen is a member of the Long family, and he already knows my identity."
"He's a businessman, all he cares about is money. As long as his appetite is satisfied, he knows that mutual destruction won't benefit him," Long Yinglan said with her usual composure.
Chen Fan was deeply moved. This feeling of being protected by family was something he had longed for over the years.
Just then, Long Yinglan's phone suddenly rang.
She picked up the phone, pressed the answer button, and held it to her ear.
The next second, Long Yinglan's eyebrows furrowed, and her face showed disbelief.
"I understand," she replied briefly, then hung up.
She then looked at Chen Fan beside her meaningfully and asked, "Did you send someone to find Long Hanchen?"
Chen Fan shook his head: "No, I came to find you as soon as I left the company."
"Aunt Long, did something happen?"
Long Yinglan sighed: "Alas, Long Hanchen is dead."
Hearing Long Yinglan's words, Chen Fan was startled and his eyes widened: "He, he's dead? Because of those injuries?"
Then Chen Fan dismissed the idea, as he was a doctor and knew his limits, and it was impossible for him to kill Long Hanchen.
Long Yinglan shook her head slightly and said two words: "Shot."
"Shot?" Chen Fan was even more shocked. Da Feng Novel Network.
"You should go back first," Long Yinglan said to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan nodded, still looking somewhat stunned, stood up, and walked out of the villa.
By now, the heavy rain had stopped, and the sky was clear, but Chen Fan couldn't feel any joy. He couldn't understand why Long Hanchen would be dead.
Getting into the car, he took out his phone and glanced at his silenced device. Da Xiong had already missed dozens of calls.
Immediately after, Da Xiong's call came through.
As soon as he connected, Da Xiong's anxious voice came through: "Brother Fan, do you still consider me a brother? We'll face anything together! I'd even give my life for it! You know, you gave me the courage to live. If something happens to you and I keep living, what will those brothers think of me? What's the point of what I'm doing now?!"
In times of trouble, true friendship is revealed. Chen Fan finally understood the meaning of these five words today.
"I'm sorry, Da Xiong," Chen Fan said after a long pause.
"Nonsense! Brother Fan, my life is yours. What are you apologizing for? What happened to you?" Da Xiong's emotions were still agitated.
Chen Fan asked, "Did you send someone to find that Long Hanchen today?"
"Long Hanchen? The chairman of Changteng? No," Da Xiong replied decisively.
However, Da Xiong then asked, "Brother Fan, what exactly happened?"
"It's related to Long Hanchen, but it's already resolved, it's fine now," Chen Fan replied.
"So it was that bastard. Brother Fan, is he in Jiangcheng? Should I get my brothers to take care of him?" Da Xiong said coldly.
Chen Fan smiled helplessly: "No need, someone has already taken action." Da Feng Novel.
"What? Someone killed Long Hanchen?! Who has such guts?!" Da Xiong was shocked, knowing that he had heard about Long Hanchen's background. He was related to the Long family, a prominent family in Kyoto!