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Chen Fang was still wearing a black suit. Every step he took was very steady and firm. He pressed the elevator button for the 18th floor.

He smiled bitterly. Taking this step, even if it meant completely breaking off relations with Han Guanshan, would also mean that the mission... would become even more distant.

But, just this once in your life, let yourself be indulged.

He wanted to put her first.

They arrived at the 18th floor. Before he stepped out of the elevator door, he saw Song Weiyu standing opposite him in panic, desperately pressing the elevator button.

Her face was pale and bloodless, as if there was an evil ghost chasing her.

Chen Fang grabbed her in his arms and asked, "Did you run away by yourself?"

Song Weiyu was still in shock. He was stunned for a few seconds before he could see the person in front of him clearly. He grabbed his suit tightly as if he had found a backer. "Chen Fang, you shouldn't have come. Go away! Han Guanshan has already guessed that you were coming."

"I know. Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought you to the hospital today. And he wouldn't have let you escape so easily."

"You know why you're still here!"

Chen Fang held her with one hand and quickly changed an elevator. He hugged Song Weiyu tightly in his arms, "I said I would take you away. Be good, don't be afraid."

Song Weiyu stuffed the paper with the antidote formula in his pocket into his shirt pocket.

"I can't leave, Chen Fang, you better leave quickly. If I leave with you today, you will be exposed."

To this day, she still thinks about him.

Chen Fang frowned, watching the elevator number slowly decrease, and suddenly looked down at her, "Baby, I'm sorry for the past."

After saying that, he tilted his head and gave her a brief, deep kiss on the lips.

Greedily looked at her, "Listen to me, Han Guanshan must have made preparations in advance. No matter which floor we go to, he will have an ambush. In a while, you will do whatever I say. Be obedient, understand?"

Song Weiyu shook her head desperately, her face already soaked with tears, "What are you trying to hide from me? Are you planning to die?"

Chen Fang looked at the tearful eyes of the person in his arms, feeling helpless and distressed.

"I'll die if I die! If I die, you won't have to worry about anything anymore, and you won't have to think about any tasks for me! You can live happily with Fu Haitang for the rest of your life, isn't it worth it?"

"Of course it's not worth it!"

Song Weiyu clung tightly to his arms, sobbing and looking up at him.

Before he could finish his words, the elevator suddenly stopped and then opened automatically.

Chen Fang glanced coldly outside the elevator door and turned Song Weiyu behind him to protect him.

Outside, Han Guanshan's nonchalant gaze swept in.

Behind him, six burly men, holding machetes in their hands, stared at Chen Fang and slowly walked towards the elevator.

In the middle, Han Guanshan smiled meaningfully and said to the elevator, "Baby, are you still running? Come out obediently, I won't pursue this matter."

Six men stopped outside the elevator with knives in their hands. The sharp blades reflected the glaring light from the ceiling.

Song Weiyu wanted to go out. As long as she went out, maybe Han Guanshan would spare Chen Fang's life. Even if Han Guanshan was unwilling to spare Chen Fang, she would definitely not make it too difficult for Chen Fang if she cried and made a fuss.

But Chen Fang stopped her.

He took two steps back and protected her in the innermost corner of the elevator.

He whispered, "In a moment, no matter what happens, you close your eyes and don't look. When the elevator stops, you run out. This is my plan."

He was not sure where Han Guanshan was ambushing, and only by seeing Han Guanshan could he avoid him accurately.

Song Weiyu saw the thought of committing suicide in Chen Fang's eyes.

"No, no. I'm going with Han Guanshan. Don't fight with them. I don't want you to get hurt!"

"Be obedient, for the last time, please be obedient! Fu Haitang is in a serious condition now. He has begun to lose consciousness, but he is still waiting for you. Only if you go back, he can get better."

Unconsciousness?

Song Weiyu covered her mouth, she was so shocked that she couldn't cry.

Why did it become like this, why are things so bad now...

"Baby, have you made up your mind? You only have one chance." Han Guanshan's face became increasingly gloomy, but the corner of his mouth was curled up with a bloodthirsty and wanton smile.

"Oh, by the way, you don't believe me when I say that Chen Fang watched Fu Haitang get poisoned. Why don't you ask him in person now?"

【Fu Haitang has lost consciousness.】

【Chen Fang watched helplessly as Fu Haitang was poisoned.】

These two sentences were like a spell, constantly circling around her mind.

Song Weiyu's mind was in a daze and she was almost driven to collapse. She looked at Chen Fang, not knowing whether to question him or defend him.

Chen Fang stroked her back gently and kissed her forehead, "Believe me. Sending you to Shulou is the thing I regret most in my life. As for the rest, I don't regret it."

Song Weiyu bit her lip and forced herself to calm down.

She nodded, "I believe you."

"I will always trust you."

Han Guanshan's smile suddenly disappeared, and his eyes flickered with uncontrollable murderous intent.

Chen Fang wiped the tears from Song Weiyu's eyelashes with his rough fingertips, then took off his suit and covered her head with it.

"Cover your ears and close your eyes. Don't look or listen. When the elevator door opens, go out. Honey, don't look back when you leave."

Song Weiyu huddled in the corner of the elevator, lowered his head and covered his ears tightly.

His head was covered, and the only visible area was a small area under his black suit.

Big tears fell and dripped onto the marble floor...

Outside the door, the man said lightly, "Go in and kill him."

One of the six people holding knives asked, "Where is my sister-in-law?"

Han Guanshan laughed, his laughter was charming, "Haha, then it depends on whether Chen Fang can protect her."

The six people understood, held their machetes, stared at Chen Fang closely, and all entered the elevator.

She was in the corner, with Chen Fang standing in front of her.

Six machetes were pointed at Chen Fang at the same time, and the arms holding the machetes were strong and sturdy. There was no doubt that these six people were top thugs.

The space was small, and it was six against one, so Chen Fang had no chance of winning.

……

Even though Song Weiyu desperately covered his ears and squatted on the ground, the sound of the machete piercing his flesh and bones was still harsh.

……

Immediately, the sound of breaking bones and screaming were heard one after another.

The elevator was shaking violently and seemed to be about to fall.

In the surveillance footage, only the corner that Chen Fang protected with his body was relatively safe.

……

After an unknown amount of time, the horrifying sound of fighting suddenly stopped and the elevator stopped swaying.

The surroundings were so quiet that the only sound was her crying, which she was trying hard to hold back.

All Song Weiyu could smell was the strong smell of blood.

The blood flowed like water, spreading into the narrow field of vision under the suit, and it was impossible to tell whose it belonged.

The man's voice was so weak that it was inaudible. "Let's go, let's go."

Song Weiyu looked at his feet soaked in blood, unable to move a step, sobbing but not daring to take off the suit covering his head, "I don't want to leave you behind."

"I knew you wouldn't listen." Chen Fang was helpless, his voice choked and weak.

Then, a pair of hands covered in blood and with half of their bones cut off reached tremblingly under the black suit and gently grasped the suit.

Song Weiyu looked at his hands and tears flowed uncontrollably.

The man was covered in blood and kneeling in the middle of the elevator with six bodies at his feet.

His eyes were almost covered with blood, and his body was gradually losing consciousness. He held the corner of the suit and desperately used the last bit of strength to open it.

Looking at her, he smiled with relief, "Just think of it as lifting the veil..."