Continuing from the last time, after my second uncle sent me a text message, I suddenly felt a sense of depression from nowhere, and went to the prenatal check-up without saying a word. I only came to my senses after Rong Yu told me that she did not recommend surgery. She handed me an aerial photo of the agreed location with my second uncle, and at that moment I seemed to have suddenly found some common ground.

Bell tower.

The bell tower again.

Old Fu jumped from a damaged bell tower that needed to be rebuilt. His younger uncle followed suit and ended his life by falling from the same place under different circumstances. Now his second uncle also insists on going to the bell tower. This family is really at odds with the bell tower.

Rong Yu didn't know what I was thinking yet. He poked my head to make me concentrate, and pointed to the place on the picture and said to me again: "This place is very flat. If you really want to go there, be careful along the way and nothing serious will happen. But if it is an emergency surgery, whether it is a natural birth or a caesarean section, you will not be able to endure strenuous exercise shortly after giving birth. You won't be able to rest in one day."

"So, I have no choice but to take this risk with my son." I lowered my head and touched my belly, and asked him softly: "An An, are you afraid?"

The little one, who had been making a lot of noise ever since she became pregnant, was now extremely peaceful, as if she was responding to me in this way.

But I had no objection, but Rong Yu was still worried. He sat down for a long time and took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket irritably: "If you encounter an emergency and feel uncomfortable, take a pill and find a way to come back quickly, understand?"

I clutched the medicine bottle and nodded: "Is this the magic medicine that can save my life?"

Rong Yu rolled his eyes: "No, it's a painkiller, it will make you feel less pain and run faster."

I:"……"

Well, how can this not be considered a life-saving straw? I just hope this thing won't completely block all my senses, and I won't give birth to a child while running. I can't really let my son hold the umbilical cord on his own, right? Gao Xinci and I don't have such a great self-preservation gene.

I don't need to have the surgery anymore, so I can have lunch. The food in the kitchen is particularly rich today, which gives me a bad feeling that this is my last lunch. I have no appetite to eat. But An An is very quiet today and doesn't bother her mother, so I would be missing out if I don't eat. So I ate a few more bites. The bell tower and Haisong Mansion are quite far apart, and it's not on the main road so I can't take a car. I don't know if my second uncle knows that I'm pregnant. I hope he's trying to taunt me on purpose, that would be too bad.

After dinner, we were ready to set off.

I went into the house to check on my brother. He was much better, but he didn't talk much. The occasional sentence or two he said was to me and Brother Qingyun. Brother Qingyun almost didn't want to leave because of what he said. Fortunately, life is more important than friendship, so he let go of my brother's hand and went out resolutely. I stayed for two more minutes, leaning on my brother's shoulder and quietly found a reason to go down the mountain for a prenatal check-up - anyway, he didn't recognize Rong Yu as a doctor when he met her before, and probably thought she was the one in charge of the family.

My brother was stunned for a while before he came over and put his forehead against mine: "Then you must come back early."

"I will, I will..." I started to tremble when I said the second word, and turned away when he noticed. I vaguely felt that my brother wanted to stop me, but he couldn't speak.

I went out and saw Chengcheng sitting on the sofa. Lanlan was trying to put on a bulletproof vest under her clothes. When she saw me coming, she wanted me to put it on. I gestured to my belly and was stunned for a moment. She didn't give up and asked me to put it on like a vest. It didn't match my outfit today. Lanlan's reasons were as follows:

What if a bullet hits you from behind? It's better to be prepared. If you can't prevent injuries, just keep warm.

I slapped him in the face: "Can you please stop being such a jinx?"

"Oh, okay." Lan Lan rubbed the back of her head, turned around and saw Brother Qingyun was in trouble again: "Brother, what should you do? It's not that there is a shortage of bulletproof vests, but Uncle Ji's shooting skills are so good. What if he doesn't hit the body but the head? Then wearing a bulletproof vest is useless! Do you want to wear a helmet?"

I was frightened by his words and started to think about this problem. I turned my head and looked outside: "Has that bald guy not come back yet? Why is there no news at all?"

After being silent for a long time, Cheng Cheng finally spoke up: "Give him two days to find the person. If he fails, I will spend more money to find another group of mercenaries to kill them all!"

Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. Youyou went to open the door. What a coincidence, it was the bald man himself. He bowed with a strange look on his face and said, "Boss, the person you were looking for has been found. But he runs really fast and has already gone down the mountain. We've set up roadblocks at the foot of the mountain and stationed a person every meter. He won't come back again."

(Boss, we found the person you were looking for, but he ran very fast and has already gone down the mountain. We set up a roadblock at the foot of the mountain, with one person guarding every meter. He won't come back.)

Lanlan and I looked at each other: What a coincidence? Should we take off this cumbersome bulletproof vest? It's quite hot in the summer.

But I always suppressed this thought and continued to ask: "What about that little girl?"

(What about that little girl?)

The bald man replied: "She has also gone down the mountain."

(She also went down the mountain)

I breathed a sigh of relief, but then I heard Cheng Cheng say, "You look terrible. What happened?"

(You look very bad, what happened?)

The bald man suppressed his expression of sadness and fear, and the corners of his mouth trembled: "Sorry, we lost several brothers while driving that person away. I'll adjust my emotions as soon as possible."

(Sorry, we lost several brothers in the process of driving that man away. I will adjust my mood as soon as possible)

Cheng Cheng paused, and forced an expression to squeeze out a bit of sadness from the relief: "I'll cover all the pensation costs."

(I will bear all compensation costs.)

"Thank you." The bald head took a deep breath: "If there's nothing else, I'll go and reinforce the defenses. I hope I can arrange the funerals for them as soon as this is all over."

(Thank you. If there is nothing else, I will go to strengthen the defense. I hope that after the incident is over, their funeral can be arranged as soon as possible.)

"Of course." Cheng Cheng nodded, and then the bald man closed the door and left. Cheng Cheng walked over with a determined mood, and took off the bulletproof vest on Lan Lan and put it on himself.

Lan Lan let out a long sigh and tilted her head to look at me in confusion. I felt even more helpless. I immediately understood why this kid was being so stupid. Sure enough, the next second she held my hand tightly and said, "Sister, I'll go with you."

I sighed: "Stop it, what good is this?"

Cheng Cheng shook her head stubbornly: "No, if Jiang Chulan can go, why can't I? His personal safety should also be taken seriously!"

Lan Lan's eyes almost popped out of her head: "Hey! Master, don't stop me from making extra money!"

Cheng Cheng: "I'll give you ten times the amount."

Lan Lan: "Okay, Master, please do as you please."

Cheng Cheng cast an expectant look at me again. I thought, anyway, this first time should be risk-free. My second uncle still has a son who is not yet in his hands. He would not touch my people if he is not idle. Ji Bing has come down the mountain again. Now all the people surrounding the mountain are our own people. What else can happen? In order not to delay time, I quickly put the bulletproof vest on him.

"Okay, then you follow me, put on a hat and mask, and just stand aside until I tell you to make a sound." I stared into his eyes.

Cheng Cheng was happy, and turned around to put the ineffective handcuffs on Brother Qingyun. He said that they were meant to protect against gentlemen, not villains. Although he believed in my brother's character, at such a critical moment, no one wanted anything unexpected to happen when exchanging hostages. After doing all this, Cheng Cheng put a gun on his waist, regardless of whether it could be used or not. Then the three of them set off.

We walked an hour up the mountain road. Chengcheng carried me for a long distance to keep me safe. Brother Qingyun wanted to help him share the burden but he refused. He didn't put me down until we reached a short flight of stairs under the bell tower. He wiped the sweat off his body and clapped his hands. He took out his gun and asked me, "Sister, how do you put on the safety?"

Brother Qingyun held his hands shrunkenly behind his back and widened his eyes: "What are you going to do?!"

Cheng Cheng pouted: "You are sick, but I won't kill you."

Brother Qingyun was still shocked: "If you don't kill me, then kill my dad! You don't even allow me to ask a question?"

"When did I say I would..." Cheng Cheng was so angry that he stuttered. It took him a while to recover: "No, don't you know how many cards your father has? I won't act impulsively before the destruction, but now that I'm here, I can't just use the gun as a decoration, right? Whether I use it or not, I have to know how to use it, right?"

Brother Qingyun looked at him and then at me. I had already loaded the gun and pulled the trigger to load the chamber. I pointed out the safety position to Chengcheng and pulled everyone up the stairs. Chengcheng supported me and reminded me carefully every step of the way. We soon got to the platform, which was a flat concrete square with a European-style clock tower in the middle. It looked to be about fifty or sixty meters high. I couldn't imagine how much meat would be smashed if someone fell from there.

Oh, almost as fragile as my uncle.

This was a cold joke that almost froze people to death, but my second uncle was actually standing on the edge of the rooftop at the top. I looked up from below facing the scorching sun and could already see his sleeves fluttering, and the blackness blocked out all the light in front of my eyes.

Qi Cheng had probably been waiting downstairs a long time ago. When he saw us, his whole body trembled, and then he stared at Brother Qingyun with a very strange expression. Brother Qingyun felt embarrassed as never before, but how to deal with it was not up to Qi Cheng to decide. He had to be on guard while raising his chin to signal us to go upstairs. There was a small platform on the top floor. When I saw my second uncle again after a year, I realized that he was really old.

In my impression, he always looked to be in his forties or fifties, still with black hair, still so kind, coaxing me and protecting me when I was wronged. Even after my uncle later told me the truth, I knew it was all fake, no matter good or bad, it was all fake. He just wanted me to give up my inheritance rights of the second house. But as the saying goes, a gentleman is judged by deeds, not by heart. He did it, and I actually got it, so that was good, but now it is different.

He is old.

He was only fifty-seven.

But he is still old.

His hair was gray, and even the stubble under his lips was a creepy blue-gray color. His face was covered with age spots. When the wind blew, he couldn't even open his eyes. The only thing that remained the same as before was the black Zhongshan suit he was wearing. When Qi Cheng walked up to him, he happened to cough, and had to cover his cough with a handkerchief for a while before he revealed his face and smiled at me tiredly.

"Shishi, long time no see. Do you think I'm really old now?"

I thought about it and said, "People who think too much will grow old. Uncle, this year hasn't been easy for me, has it?"

He pressed his head heavily: "Yes, I didn't expect it, it was hard for me to expect it, or I was already old, but my face hadn't changed much at that time, so I thought I could still compete with you and Ming Yan. It was not until he fell from the building alone that I realized that I had long been unable to keep up with your thinking. The family property that I had guarded for half my life finally fell into your hands. You won, and I tossed and turned, unable to sleep or eat, and then it didn't take long for me to become like this." When he said the last sentence, he laughed helplessly, and then looked up at me: "I lost, I lost..."

"Dad..." Brother Qingyun called out in pain, but the voice was too soft and drowned out by the mountain breeze. I almost missed it. My second uncle probably only saw his mouth shape and waved at him. His expression seemed much better than Qi Cheng's.

"Come here, Qingyun."

After saying this, Qi Cheng immediately drew out his gun and prepared to fight. My Cheng Cheng naturally did not want to be outdone. I stretched out my hands to stop both sides, and also stopped Brother Qingyun who leaned forward a little bit and did not even take a half step. My eyes were burning: "Second Uncle, I brought your son here, and I saw that he was fine. You said you wanted to talk to me about the grudges, so why don't you show some sincerity?"

The second uncle sneered: "Shishi, I am already here. As long as Qingyun and Shuchen leave safely, I will not leave."

"Dad!" Brother Qingyun called out anxiously, pulling my hand and shaking his head.

Of course, I didn't fall for it. I chuckled and said, "Uncle, when will the cycle of revenge end? If I really exchanged you for them in front of my brothers, wouldn't they hate me? Wouldn't their sons and daughters take revenge on my children? Besides, why should I let them bear the pain of losing you? They were all people who treated me well. I don't want them to be trapped in guilt for the rest of their lives. Besides, you said yourself that you are old and you won't live for many more years. It's easier to live than to die. So, I want to watch you live."

Second Uncle's expression was horrified, and at that moment he released all his sorrow into the wind.

"So show me your real trump card. Now that I've seen it, I will naturally return your other son to you," I said.

The second uncle pursed his lips: "But I don't believe you either."

I frowned: "So what do you want?"

Second Uncle motioned Qi Cheng to jump off the railing and dragged out two large boxes from an inconspicuous corner. He clapped his hands and said, "Let's exchange one for one."

While talking, Qi Cheng had already opened two large boxes. The first one was full of files, most likely the evidence he had collected from various families over the years. I didn't care too much about it, but the second one was really frightening. I could only make out a figure from a distance. It was not until Qi Cheng dragged him out that I could see clearly that it was Zhizhi who was tied up.

"What's going on?" Cheng Cheng muttered quietly behind me.

But it was useless for me to say anything at this moment. I was in a daze and had been pulled up to the platform by Qi Cheng and placed in the hands of my second uncle. I was afraid that I would be pushed off the building if I moved. My second uncle had his left hand on his shoulder and his right hand was full of "lethal weapons". He laughed at me with a chuckle.

"Pick one, which one do you want first?"