But what exactly are they up to?
It was so quiet outside, apparently no one was watching, that I said with a twinkle in my eye, “Well, how do I sign it for you, with my foot?”
“Here, I’ll untie you and you sign.”
He ran over and was about to untie me when he suddenly thought, “No, you’ll beat me if I untie you, I’m no match for you.”
I was in a hurry and was thinking of how to trick him into untying me, when Han Kun said, “You untie me, I’ll sign, they want my signature. It’s useless for you to get Zhang Chao to sign.”
I didn’t know if Han Kun was lying to him or if he was serious, because Han Kun didn’t have any equity in his hand.
Huang Mao was begging for it, he was scared of me being a retired special forces soldier and thought Han Kun looked much better to bully, untying him made him feel more comfortable.
He picked up the military spikes on the ground, first picked open the cowhide rope on Han Kun’s hand, and then held the military spikes in both hands on Han Kun’s neck.
“You, you hurry up and sign it. Once you sign you can leave. Brother, I know where you keep your gun, I’ll go steal it back for you later. Don’t worry, they won’t let you go yet after you sign, I, I’ll cover you!”
It looked like this kid was really stupid, his thinking was really clear, I was so angry, now I was so angry I was laughing.
Han Kun rubbed his wrist and asked, “Where’s my family?”
“Family?” I was astonished.
I had never heard that Han Kun had a family; he had no father or mother, no marriage or children, a millionaire, a single aristocrat, when did he have a family.
Also, weren’t the people captured by the Blackwater Cottage named Ji? What’s the connection with Han Kun.
Yellow Hair said, “I saw Big Pillar tying up all the people, with black cloth bags on their heads, and I don’t know where they were sent.”
I frowned, “A black cloth bag? Is this a way to move people out?”
Han Kun said anxiously, “Where can they be transferred to?”
“I really don’t know. Don’t worry, I’ll ask around for you after you sign the papers.”
Huang Mao was really afraid of Han Kun’s anxiety and kept rea*suring him.
I sneered, “Why are you suddenly so helpful to us, do you still want me to introduce you to a job?”
The first time I saw you, I had to go to the hospital.
“You’ve got so much equity, you don’t need to work in the future, what’s the point of going back to being a security guard?”
“I don’t have a share in this stuff, it’s not bad if Big Pillar and a few of his buddies share it out themselves. They knew I was underage, so they fooled me by saying that the police wouldn’t sentence me if they caught me, and asked me to go with Tiezhu to set up a show. I didn’t want to go, so they beat me up. Brother, from now on I’ll hang out with you, I won’t do this anymore.”
I didn’t know whether to say that my grandson was heartless or that he was “too innocent”.
“Let’s see how you do, let go. You’re already with me, are you afraid I’ll beat you up?” I said.
Yellow hair was very chicken, once he heard me say that, his face broke into a smile and he said, “Sign first, I’ll untie you after you sign.”
Huang Hao took out a pen from his pocket and handed it to Han Kun, who took the pen and didn’t sign, but stared at it.
I don’t know what’s wrong with him, I urged, Huang Mao although still holding a knife on his neck, but long ago let down his guard, see Han Kun this look, mouth asked what is wrong, head up to check the situation.
The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the situation.
“Don’t!!!”
I hissed, but it was all over. Huang Mao lay twitching on the ground, covering his neck and looking at Han Kun reluctantly, blood seeping out of his neck and spreading out on the ground.
“Why are you doing this?!!! HAN KUN!!! Are you still human?!!!”
Anger overwhelmed me, and I couldn’t tell if the anger came from the shame of being lied to or the shock of finding out that Han Kun was so cold-blooded.
Han Kun picked up the knife and threw it into my hand, “After a while, you’ll have a way to untie the rope yourself.”
“Why did you kill him?!!!”
At this point I couldn’t care less that I would alert the people outside, Han Kun was just as evil as they were.
Was this man still Uncle Han? I even wondered if he was possessed by an evil spirit.
“He is less than 16 years old, I didn’t even want to kill him, why did you kill him?!!!”
The smell of yellow hair’s blood stimulated my nerves, I was going crazy, how could Han Kun have become like this?
No, how could he be such a person.
Han Kun’s eyes were so full of sadness that I thought he would be cold or sneer, but no.
Han Kun wiped his face, there was blood splattered on it, and after a while he looked into my eyes and somehow I felt sorry for him.
It took many years before I could figure out why I felt sorry for him at the time, but at the time, I just felt like I was crazy.
Then he didn’t say a word, pushed the door open and left.
I was busy picking up the knife and holding it in my back hand to cut the rope that was binding me.
The rope was already difficult to separate, let alone with such a difficult movement. As I watched Yellow Hair twitching in a pool of blood, I was furious with anxiety and worried that the people of Blackwater Cottage had heard the commotion just now and would rush in.
It took me two minutes to get the rope free and I jumped up from the ground and pounced on Huang Mao.
Yellow Hair was still twitching, but his pupils had slowly dilated and he couldn’t tell if it was tears or blood that had made a mess on his face.
The pain of dying made Huang Mao cry out in pain, I couldn’t save him at all, it would take hours of foot travel to get to the hospital outside the mountain.
He squeezed my hand and opened his mouth to make no sound, but I could see that his lips were saying, “Why.”
I had seen death many times and the feeling that there was nothing I could do saddened me to the core.
After a few minutes, he was completely still, without breath, he was dead.
I couldn’t believe it was Uncle Han who had done this.
Closing Yellow Hair’s eyes, I dropped to the floor in a heap, my mind going blank.
I felt in my pocket for my cigarettes and found nothing, before I remembered that they had long since been taken by the men of Blackwater Cottage.
I don’t actually smoke much, only when I’m particularly stressed. Looking at the blood on my hands, I still couldn’t accept that Han Kun had killed Huang Mao.
The scariest thing was that even I didn’t notice Han Kun’s killing intent at all.
He moved his hands very quickly, he had definitely learnt kung fu, an ordinary person couldn’t be so crisp even if he wanted to kill someone.
But there was no one surnamed Han in the Nine Families, so who was he?
Maybe he learned the art in my grandfather’s house, that’s why he grew up with my mother. The Nine Families are not the only ones in the Jianghu who know kung fu, ordinary people do too, only the Nine Families have the most refined kung fu.
Han Kun’s hand was not ordinary, it was so fast that even I didn’t expect it. The only martial art in the world is fast, and you can’t practice this hand for 20 or 30 years.
Moreover, the military spike was on his neck, and he had the guts to hurt someone.
He knew kung fu all along, but he hid it from us.
The last thing Qiu Daqiang said before he died was that if I found out Han Kun’s true identity, I would definitely fight him to the death.
So the question arises, who is Han Kun?
I had to find him and ask him face to face who he really was!
I buried Huang Mao under the firewood, and it was impossible for me to bury him properly at a time like this.
Although he had lied to me, his crime was not worthy of death. After Xia Ge Huai came with reinforcements and we took control of Blackwater Cottage, I would definitely return to bury him.
