Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Lin Nianhe's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Ni Shi's heart.

She was silent until the coffee was cold, and then she said: "You win."

"Do you know why I can win?"

As a kind and good person, Lin Nianhe explained to her patiently: "Because you want, want, want, and want... you have too many goals, so your energy is infinitely dispersed, and any of your goals If there is any slight movement, your actions will be hindered.”

Nishi took a deep breath and asked, "Then what is your purpose?"

"My purpose? I told you two years ago -"

Lin Nianhe smiled brightly:

"peace brings money."

"..."

Lin Nianhe looked at Nishi's shocked expression, and Shi Shiran stood up and waved to her: "I guess we will never see each other again in the future. After all, you are the best scapegoat."

"Goodbye."

"Not necessarily, I think we will meet again."

"Then, we'll see."

After Lin Nianhe said what he wanted to say, he left happily. Before going out, he said to Asheng: "Brother Sheng, open a few bottles of champagne for everyone. I've been working hard recently."

Nishi heard her words.

To her surprise, a few minutes later, someone actually brought champagne.

Everyone, including the police officer guarding her, had a small cup.

"It's okay to drink a little. It's specially approved by the leader, but each person can only have one drink..."

Seeing these people clinking glasses for her downfall, Ni Shi cursed Lin Nianhe ten thousand words in her heart.

She looked coldly at the excitement built on her flesh and blood, then walked back to the bedroom.

She took a shower, put on beautiful makeup, and changed into her favorite dress.

Then she picked up an eyebrow razor.

Lin Nianhe was right.

She is the perfect scapegoat.

The portion is sufficient and can be discarded at any time.

No one will be sad about her death, they will only be happy that fortunately she can cover up everything after she dies.

A mocking smile appeared on Nishi's lips.

She held the blade and slowly moved it towards her wrist.

The icy blade was bitingly cold.

Her hand shook and the blade fell onto the soft carpet without making the slightest sound.

In the mirror, her misty eyes hid a strong desire to survive.

She doesn't want to die.

She had to think about it, there should be room for relaxation.

she……

Before she could think of a way forward, the door was suddenly knocked open and Eric broke in.

"Madam, come with me!"

Nishi looked at him in astonishment: "You...why are you here?"

Eric was covered in sweat, grabbed her wrist and ran outside.

Nishie couldn't break away from Eric's hand and ran out of the bedroom with him. What she saw was police officers lying on the floor.

"This……"

"My friend drugged them," Eric said. "The sleeping pills won't last long. Let's go!"

Hope burst into Nishi's eyes, and she kicked off her high heels and ran quickly while holding up her skirt.

Eric ran out of the hotel with her and drove straight to the port.

Nishi was a little nervous and kept looking back: "Can we go? Have you made arrangements?"

"I can walk," Eric said firmly, "I made an agreement with them."

"That's good."

Nishi's heart was beating fast. She pressed her heart, breathed a long sigh of relief, and asked, "Where are we going?"

As he spoke, the sound of rushing waves could already be heard.

Eric suddenly stepped on the accelerator.

"No, you're wrong, it's not where we are going."

Eric turned around, and the revolver that had been taken out of Nishi's cabinet was pointed directly between her eyebrows.     "That's where I'm going."

Nishi's pupils tightened, and the relaxed expression on her face was frozen forever before she could hide it.

There is a little more cinnabar between her eyebrows.

She stared with beautiful blue eyes that could never be closed.

Eric scoffed.

Eric shrugged: "Sorry, I don't want to die."

He neatly put away the revolver, took out two suitcases from under the passenger seat, and got out of the car quickly.

He had no idea of ​​disposing of the body - if it wasn't for the gunshots in the city and the difficulty of running away, he wouldn't have brought Nishi out at all.

Eric carried two boxes full of money and ran quickly towards a small boat docked next to the pier.

The corners of his mouth were raised, showing no guilt or anxiety at all.

He just felt that the good day of his freedom was coming soon.

At this moment, several dazzling lights lit up.

Accompanied by this were shouts of scolding:

"Don't move!"

Eric was stunned for a moment and subconsciously continued to run forward.

Just get on the boat, just get on the boat...

There was another "bang" sound.

But he didn't drive it.

Eric looked in the direction of the boat, took two steps forward due to inertia, and finally fell ten meters away from the shore.

……

In a villa, two men sat opposite each other.

"All dead?"

"Yes."

"Then what's the attitude of the Shen family?"

"The Shen family has made no move. Shen Wenyan is back today and they are having a family gathering."

"Heh, that's a good excuse..."

"Should we move?"

"No rush, just wait."

……

In the hotel, Lin Nianhe spilled a glass of wine from Nishi's hometown out the window, looked at the night and whispered softly: "Let's go."

Zhou Laosi stood behind her and asked after a long silence: "If they ran together, wouldn't they die?"

Lin Nianhe turned to look at him and asked instead of answering: "Do you think it's possible?"

In fact, this afternoon, Lao Yu had already caught three waves of people who wanted Nishi to shut up forever.

Even if she could get out of Hong Kong alive, she wouldn't be able to return to Paris alive.

Zhou Laosi lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and smiled sarcastically: "Capitalists really don't have any good things."

Lin Nianhe was noncommittal and said, "The matter here is almost over. How are you getting along with Ah Sheng recently?"

"Well, he's a nice guy." Zhou Laosi nodded, "A lot of their stuff can be sold over here."

"You have experience in doing this, so you can just talk about it." Lin Nianhe said, "The Shen family will not hold you back on this matter."

"I understand." Zhou Laosi thought of the Yang family and added, "I heard that the Yang family is still secretly looking for the murderer of Yang Jiawen."

"Well, did you find it?"

"No news," Zhou Laosi said, "It's been too chaotic these days, and the twenty or so of us can't do much."

They are unfamiliar with the place, so it is easy to spread some news among the crowd, but it is difficult to find out specific things.

Lin Nianhe smiled softly: "It is indeed difficult to find out who did it specifically, but the general direction is still easy to find... In a few days, this play needs a stage."

The stage Lin Nianhe said was coming soon.

On the third day after Nishi's death, Gemu Company's office building and land will be auctioned again.

Not to mention the office building for now, just a piece of land is enough for the Yang family, the former overlord of the dock, and the Shen family, who have already made their goals clear, to fight with all their strength.

Even if other small companies knew that this was a pie falling from the sky, they would not dare to compete. They only wore harmless smiles and sat in the corner as foils.

Apart from……