Chapter 1944 Their End (12)
Xiao Moli said calmly, "I have already had someone install special devices in this banquet hall. All electronic devices will be useless here. The time bomb you carry is the same."
Seeing that Lan Huan was about to speak, he interrupted him directly, "If you don't believe it, you can try to press the button yourself to see if it will explode."
Lan Huan gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Moli fiercely. The banquet hall was so quiet that even the sound of breathing was particularly clear.
"What? Aren't you going to die together? Don't you dare now?"
Xiao Moli sneered, "If you don't dare, how about I help you press it?"
The veins on Lan Huan's forehead bulged, and the hand on his side loosened and tightened. Finally, the finger pressing the button pressed hard and pressed it directly.
The red light on the time bomb flashed, and a "beep" sounded.
Just when he was happy and thought that Xiao Moli was lying to him and the bomb would explode in three seconds, the red light on it went out again.
Lan Huan looked at the darkened signal light, his face ashen.
After watching for a while, Lan Huan laughed a few times, and then turned into a crazy laugh.
Since he could remember, he began to fight and plan for revenge for his parents.
He couldn't count how much suffering and humiliation he had suffered for this.
Just like this time, in order to disguise himself as An Ziqi, he endured severe pain in the special potion provided by John for a day and a night.
Then let people pull all the bone joints apart and put them together again.
Lan Yue would not know the pain.
For revenge, he could endure anything, even at the cost of his own life.
Unexpectedly, after so many years of careful planning, he finally failed.
Lan Yue bit her lip, listening to his desperate and sad laughter, tears in her eyes could not help falling.
She didn't want to do this, but this was the best way she could think of.
At least he could survive.
Xiao Chen held her in his arms and gently stroked her back to comfort her.
The door of the banquet hall opened again, and a group of people in black walked in from outside.
The leader stepped forward and whispered a few words in Xiao Moli's ear.
Xiao Moli nodded and said directly, "Catch him."
The man replied, "Yes."
Then he waved to the people behind him and prepared to catch him.
Lan Huan finally stopped laughing.
He said to Xiao Moli and the others, "The winner is the king, the loser is the enemy. I lost, but I didn't lose to you."
His eyes turned to Lan Yue, with a rare softness in his eyes.
"Lan Yue, I'm sorry, brother used you before, but never thought of hurting you. I have tried my best to protect you within the scope of the plan. Even if you chose Xiao Chen, I blame you, but I don't really want to kill you. I know you blame me, blame me for not letting go of hatred and revenge, but you can forget the hatred of your parents, but there must be someone who remembers it."
How could he not be tired? He also wanted to live a peaceful life, wanted to send her off to marry with his own hands, and watch her happy.
However, since he could remember, revenge has occupied his entire life.
It has become a mission engraved in his bones, and he can't stop.
Perhaps in the eyes of many people, he is cruel and unscrupulous, and is an out-and-out, cold-blooded and ruthless bad guy.
However, he has never let go of his brotherly love for Lan Yue.