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Xiao Hansheng certainly did not expect that after Tie Chenggang delivered the plane ticket, he would be followed by someone else. Zhang Yang was wrapped up tightly, and Xiao Hansheng did not recognize who it was at first.
When Zhang Yang burst through the door, Xiao Hansheng quickly stepped back a few paces and drew his gun from his waist. He had already packed everything and was just waiting for Yang Shuman to finish her shower and get dressed before they set off. The sound of running water came from the bathroom, indicating that Yang Shuman was clearly unaware of the commotion outside.
Zhang Yang grabbed Tie Chenggang by the back of the neck, standing behind him, and coldly said, "I was going to spare your life, but you dared to lay hands on my people."
Only then did Xiao Hansheng realize it was Zhang Yang.
Toothless had disappeared without a trace, and none of his subordinates had sent any warning. Xiao Hansheng immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly moved to another location. After some investigation, he learned that his entire team had been wiped out. He regretted trusting Old Toothless Daoist too much; not only had they failed to eliminate Zhang Yang, but they had also suffered heavy losses. Upon reflection, preserving his own life was paramount; those captured subordinates might eventually betray him.
He had nearly completed his preparations, just waiting to take the passport and plane ticket tonight and fly away with Yang Shuman. Unexpectedly, complications arose.
"Go ahead and shoot; I guarantee you'll end up killing your useless subordinate first," Zhang Yang said from behind Tie Chenggang, applying more pressure until Tie Chenggang screamed in pain.
Xiao Hansheng hesitated slightly, then slowly retreated while reaching back to open a drawer in a nearby table. He fumbled around until he found a silencer and attached it to his gun.
Zhang Yang did not act immediately; a strange smile crept onto his lips. He wanted Xiao Hansheng to attach the silencer so that no one would hear the shot, and he could use Xiao Hansheng's hand to eliminate Tie Chenggang.
Sure enough, after a moment's hesitation, Xiao Hansheng raised his gun and shot directly at Tie Chenggang's thigh.
With a "pop," Tie Chenggang stumbled sideways. "Xiao Hansheng, damn you!" he shouted in agony after being shot.
Zhang Yang was prepared; before Xiao Hansheng could fire a second shot, as Tie Chenggang fell over, Zhang Yang swiftly snatched the gun from Xiao Hansheng's hand. Startled, Xiao Hansheng swayed slightly and leaned against the table behind him, bracing himself with both hands on it.
"Sometimes I don't know if I'm lucky or unlucky, but your luck is truly terrible," Zhang Yang said as he kicked Tie Chenggang unconscious and aimed the gun at Xiao Hansheng's head. The good luck he referred to was having targeted Tie Chenggang and unexpectedly finding Xiao Hansheng; the bad luck was that a stray bullet had hit Ding Weiwei.
"My luck is really terrible, how did I end up provoking you?" Xiao Hansheng let out a bitter laugh. "Come on, make it quick!"
"Weiwei has become a vegetable, how could I make it quick for you!" Zhang Yang replied coldly with a smirk. "This gun has 15 bullets; you just shot one. I guarantee that by the time I fire the remaining 14 bullets, you'll still be alive and well. I'll even avoid major blood vessels to minimize your bleeding."
Cold sweat broke out on Xiao Hansheng's body. He didn't expect that this young man would have such a strong desire for revenge and such ruthless methods.
"Don't!" Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open, and Yang Shuman rushed out in a bathrobe, standing in front of Xiao Hansheng.
Seeing Yang Shuman's face, Zhang Yang was momentarily stunned. Yang Shuman had left home when Zhang Yang was in elementary school, and since then, he had never seen her again. At that time, he was only seven or eight years old; over a decade had passed, and his memory of Yang Shuman had long since faded. However, it was impossible to say he had no impression of her at all.
Looking at her face, Zhang Yang inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity. This must be someone he had once been close to; he just couldn't recall who it was at that moment.
Yang Shuman also felt an inexplicable sense of closeness upon seeing Zhang Yang, but he looked so different now compared to when he was a child that she couldn't recognize him.
"Shuman, this is Zhang Yang; I should have told you earlier," Xiao Hansheng whispered gently in Yang Shuman's ear.
Yang Shuman felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She stared blankly at Zhang Yang and murmured, "Zhang Yang... has grown into a young man..." Back then, she had heartlessly abandoned Zhang Yang, but the innate bond between mother and child still lingered in her heart. However, Zhang Yang's grandmother had moved him away and harbored deep hatred for Yang Shuman. Xiao Hansheng had also cut off all communication, so she had never seen Zhang Yang again.
Hearing Xiao Hansheng call out "Shuman" and then listening to Yang Shuman's tone, Zhang Yang suddenly realized that this woman was his biological mother, Yang Shuman!
A mix of emotions surged within Zhang Yang. Under his grandmother's influence, he harbored resentment towards Yang Shuman. Yet, after all, they shared a mother-son bond; an unfamiliar pain welled up from deep within him.
"You actually abandoned me for such a beast?" Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and forced out those words.
"Zhang Yang, you don't understand. I... I had no feelings for your father. Leaving you behind was my mistake, but your grandmother found out about my relationship with Hansheng and wanted to kick me out. How could she let me take you with me?" At this moment, tears streamed down Yang Shuman's face like a torrential downpour.
"Don't say anything!" Zhang Yang shouted suddenly, "Get out of the way! I must take revenge for Weiwei myself!"
Xiao Hansheng's matters were usually not something Yang Shuman interfered with, but upon hearing this, she hurriedly turned around, "Hansheng, what exactly did you do? What else are you hiding from me?"
Xiao Hansheng shook his head, "It's not about what I did; it's about what your good son did. He has been meddling in my affairs, ruining my logistics business, and causing the land I had secured to slip away. Moreover, his father, Zhang Zhijie, is already my enemy. It's only right for a son to repay his father's debts!"
"Zhijie arrested you back then because you indeed broke the law. Although I have no feelings for him, I know he is an upright person." Yang Shuman's expression was extremely pained, her face involuntarily trembling.
"Stop with the useless talk! Hurry up and get out of the way!" Zhang Yang shouted loudly at Yang Shuman while gripping his gun tightly.
"Fine! If you want to kill him, then kill me too!" Yang Shuman protected Xiao Hansheng, wiped the tears from her face, and suddenly became calm.
Silence. A deathly silence.
Zhang Yang didn't know what to do.
"Alright, I promise you, I won't kill him!" Zhang Yang said as he threw the handgun aside, "You don't need to be so nervous."
A barely noticeable smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Hansheng's mouth as he thought to himself, "After all, a mother and son share a bond; it seems that my life is saved today."
Zhang Yang stood in place, his gaze complicated and silent.
"Zhang Yang..." Yang Shuman involuntarily stepped forward and reached out to touch Zhang Yang's cheek. Zhang Yang instinctively flinched away, leaving Yang Shuman's hand suspended in the air as tears sparkled in her eyes.
Zhang Yang looked at Yang Shuman, and at that moment, her expression suddenly changed. Tie Chenggang, who was behind Zhang Yang, crouched on the ground and picked up the gun that Zhang Yang had thrown away!
Yang Shuman's gaze made Zhang Yang immediately alert. He quickly picked up Yang Shuman and swiftly moved aside. With a "whoosh," a bullet grazed Yang Shuman's shoulder, narrowly missing her.
After setting Yang Shuman down, Zhang Yang let out a strange cry and stomped on Tie Chenggang's gun-wielding hand. Amidst the horrific screams, Tie Chenggang's hand was reduced to a pulp, causing him to faint instantly.
At this moment, Yang Shuman had her back to Zhang Yang, looking at Xiao Hansheng. The sudden turn of events left her completely disoriented; she opened her mouth but couldn't utter a single word.
Xiao Hansheng looked at Zhang Yang's back with a sinister grin. Suddenly, he pulled out a gun from the drawer and aimed it directly at Zhang Yang's back.
"Don't!" Yang Shuman screamed as she frantically lunged toward Zhang Yang.
"Bang!" A loud gunshot rang out, and the bullet struck Yang Shuman in the back. She collapsed to the ground.
Zhang Yang turned around abruptly and saw Yang Shuman lying on the floor, blood gushing from a small hole in her robe, instantly soaking her entire back.
With a loud crash, Zhang Yang raised his hand and unleashed his power, striking Xiao Hansheng from a distance. Xiao Hansheng was sent crashing into the wall before falling to the ground, spitting blood and losing consciousness.
Zhang Yang gently picked up Yang Shuman from the floor.
"Mom..." Zhang Yang trembled as he called out.
"You finally... called me Mom. When you were little and just learning to speak, you could never say it clearly; you always called me Manman... my name has that character in it..." Yang Shuman said slowly, her face pale. "I'm sorry for everything..."
In reality, the bullet had pierced Yang Shuman's heart. With her last ounce of strength, she managed to squeeze out those few words.
"Don't talk! I'm calling an ambulance!" Zhang Yang cried as tears streamed down his face. His phone had been lost, so he turned back to search through Tie Chenggang's belongings for a phone.
"Don't look for me anymore, I know I'm done... Remember, if a woman doesn't like you, don't force it... If she does like you, don't miss the chance. I really can't face your father down there..."
With that, Yang Shuman's head suddenly tilted back, and she breathed her last.
"Mom!!!" Zhang Yang shouted, tears streaming down his face like a broken dam. "Bang!" The chandelier in the living room shattered from the force of his cry, sending glass fragments flying everywhere.
At that moment, the Azure Figurine in Zhang Yang's mind began to move slowly.
The dance was solemn and powerful, filled with heart-wrenching pain and deep sorrow.
The beloved one had fallen into a sleep with little hope of awakening because of him. After more than ten years apart, he finally met his biological mother, only to face a parting of life and death.
Zhang Yang tightly embraced Yang Shuman, his body seemingly frozen in place.
The Azure Figurine in his mind danced slower and slower until it appeared to be still, yet it seemed to be enveloped in a faint aura.
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