Chi Yiheng's thoughts kept changing.
If he didn't act now, Gu Nian would suffocate due to the drugs, unable to express herself.
Whether she died by his hand or not, the outcome would be the same—he would still be removed from the position of Organization R's heir.
Chi Xingduan didn't need to say anything more, but Chi Yiheng understood it all too well.
He gritted his teeth and took the pistol from Chi Xingduan's hand.
Chih Hsing-tan smiled satisfactorily. "This is my son, the qualified heir of the Organization R."
For some reason, Chi Yiheng chuckled lightly. "Yes."
Then suddenly, he raised his hand and aimed the gun at Chi Xingduan.
Chi Xingduan's face changed, darkening immediately. "What are you doing?"
"Father, as you said, a leader of the Organization R cannot have weaknesses, and I agree," Chi Yiheng said slowly. "But do you know what my greatest weakness is?"
Chi Xingduan's face turned livid, his eyes becoming even more menacing.
Even with Chi Yiheng pointing a gun at him, he remained unflustered.
Yes, his people surrounded them. Even if Chi Yiheng aimed a gun at him, what could he do?
Chi Yiheng dared not act against him.
If he killed him, Chi Yiheng himself wouldn't escape.
Didn't Chi Yiheng notice that the bodyguards, who had their guns pointed at him, were now all pointing their guns at him?
But Chi Yiheng seemed oblivious to the guns aimed from all directions, only looking at Chi Xingduan and saying, "My greatest weakness isn't Gu Nian, or anyone else, it's you."
"As long as you're around, I can't have my own thoughts, my own opinions. I always have to listen to you, do what you say. Even if you order me to kill the woman I love, I have to do it. I can't even control my own life."
"I've had enough of living in your shadow, being someone who can't act freely. How can such a person be the heir of the Organization R, right?"
Chi Yiheng sneered, "But I'm not like you, who can kill their own wife and child without batting an eye. You don't lack weaknesses, you're just making excuses for killing your wife and child to ease your conscience."
Chi Xingduan's eyes suddenly filled with blood, staring at Chi Yiheng like a venomous snake.
After a moment, he gritted his teeth. "So, you're going to kill me?"
"Yes," Chi Yiheng said lightly.
"Hahaha!" Suddenly, Chi Xingduan burst into laughter, mocking and perhaps relieved.
If an ordinary person heard him, they would think he was insane.
But Chi Yiheng, having been under Chi Xingduan's thumb for so long, found it unsurprising.
Chi Yiheng said nothing, just pressing the barrel of the gun against Chi Xingduan's forehead.
Chi Xingduan stopped his unrestrained laughter, raising his hand and gesturing casually to the side. "Have you seen clearly? These are all my people."
"Perhaps you should take a closer look, Father," Chi Yiheng said sarcastically.
Chi Xingduan glanced around and suddenly realized that the bodyguards who had their guns aimed at Chi Yiheng were now all pointing their guns at him!
Chi Xingduan was surprised and looked at Chi Yiheng. When had these people become his?
"Hahaha!" Chi Xingduan burst into laughter again.
He was indeed a madman, otherwise, how could he have personally shot his wife and child?
Facing his impending death, he still had the mood to laugh heartily.
"Well, well, well, you truly are the most outstanding foster son I've raised. Back then, you were able to frame and kill your best friend, and then eliminate each of your competitors one by one," Chi Xingduan said, appearing particularly satisfied and joyful, without a trace of fear of death.
But could he truly not be afraid?
He was human too, and he feared death.
That's why he said such things, to unsettle Chi Yiheng's mind.
He knew that the death of that child had always haunted Chi Yiheng.
That memory, that thorn, couldn't be removed or forgotten.
Sure enough, Chi Yiheng's eyes momentarily lost focus.
Chi Xingduan was about to act when suddenly there was a deafening "bang."
Chi Xingduan still stared wide-eyed, unable to believe it, as Chi Yiheng's face became increasingly blurry and he collapsed backwards.
How could this be!
Chi Yiheng wasn't affected at all.
His face had just changed, but in an instant, he fired the gun.
Chi Xingduan found it ironic.
Today was supposed to be the day Gu Nian's fate was decided, but unexpectedly, it was the day he met his own demise.
Chi Xingduan never dreamed that he would die like this.
As the leader of the Organization R, he didn't know how much blood was on his hands.
Sometimes, it seemed as if the smell of blood seeped into his bones, no matter how many times he washed.
The Organization R's actions were often provocative and infuriating.
The righteous forces wanted to eliminate them, and those who engaged in similar activities also wanted to eliminate them, to take a big piece for themselves.
So Chi Xingduan had a self-awareness. Sitting in this position, he had never expected a peaceful end.
But he never expected to die at the hands of the foster son he had raised himself.
To die so suddenly, so ignobly, and so powerless to retaliate.
Today was supposed to be about educating his foster son, but unexpectedly, he was the one who received the lesson, losing his life in the process.
Chi Xingduan lay on the carpet, a bullet hole through his forehead. His brain hadn't immediately shut down, and he mocked himself like this.
But soon, in the blink of an eye, he couldn't think of anything anymore.