She abandoned her husband first, then her children, and was ecstatic after the divorce.

Chapter 249 How Did You Get Here

But Fu Liancheng was completely out of his mind at this moment, and he wouldn't listen to any advice. He roared hysterically.

"Get in! All of you, get in right now! We've already made such a mess, what difference does it make whether we run or not? We might as well take this opportunity to vent our anger, otherwise once we're in jail, we'll never have another chance!"

Most of his subordinates had their heads down, brows furrowed, and eyes darting around.

He kept glancing around, secretly plotting how to find a way to escape in this chaotic situation, ignoring Fu Liancheng's orders.

However, some of Fu Liancheng's henchmen, who had been outlaws since he was a member of the criminal gang, knew in their hearts that their past crimes had already been recorded by the police, and once they were targeted by the police, they would have no chance of survival.

So when she heard Fu Liancheng's almost insane words, she actually felt that they made sense. So she gritted her teeth and resolutely followed Fu Liancheng into the ward.

Under Fu Liancheng's venomous command, they roughly carried the paralyzed, barely breathing Fu Xiuheng to the bed, and then tightly bound his hands and feet with ropes.

The rope dug deep into Fu Xiuheng's skin, leaving bloody marks.

Fu Liancheng looked at the bloody scene before him, but felt only immense satisfaction. He slowly approached the bedside step by step.

He looked down at Fu Xiuheng with a twisted sneer on his face, and asked viciously through gritted teeth.

"Fu Xiuheng, this is your last chance. Tell me, where exactly is the locator hidden?"

Fu Xiuheng struggled to lift his head, a slight smile playing on his lips, revealing a mocking and disdainful expression.

Blood slowly trickled from the corner of his torn mouth as he spoke with his last ounce of strength.

"Fu Liancheng, just give up on that idea. I promise you, you'll never let anyone know where it is, not even until you die."

Upon hearing this, Fu Liancheng's face contorted with rage, the veins bulging and his eyes burning with fury that seemed to consume everything.

He was completely enraged and roared hysterically.

"Fine, since you're so ungrateful, don't blame me for being impolite as your uncle!"

After saying that, he suddenly turned his head, glared angrily at his subordinates beside him, and gave orders in a hoarse voice.

"Cut open his stomach and find the locator!"

Upon hearing this, the subordinates hesitated for a moment, but under Fu Liancheng's oppressive gaze, they slowly picked up the scalpel and approached the bedside step by step.

The gleaming knife mercilessly ripped through Fu Xiuheng's already blood-stained clothes. The air in the ward seemed to freeze at that moment, and a chill crept up Fu Xiuheng's spine, leaving him feeling icy cold.

Fu Xiuheng slowly closed his eyes, and his mind flashed through all the moments he had spent with Lin Qingran.

From our initial encounter to the various misunderstandings and arguments that followed, from those moments of pain and sweetness to now, I find myself trapped in this desperate situation.

In his final moments, as his life was about to end, there was no hatred or resentment in his heart, only deep guilt and longing for Lin Qingran.

Fortunately, during that phone call, he finally spoke his long-overdue "sorry" to Lin Qingran from the bottom of his heart, without any reservations or pressure.

Fu Xiuheng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a relieved smile, as if he had let go of all the troubles and worries of the world and was calmly waiting for the judgment of fate.

But at this critical moment, a loud "bang" suddenly came from behind Fu Liancheng.

The door was kicked open from the outside, and the powerful impact seemed to shake the entire room.

Fu Liancheng's heart skipped a beat, his face turned deathly pale, and his first thought was that the police had arrived.

He turned his head in horror, but what appeared before him was not the figure of a policeman, but Lin Qingran, whose face was covered in blood and whose clothes were stained red.

She was clutching a baseball bat tightly in her hand, with traces of blood still clinging to it.

Fu Liancheng's eyes widened in disbelief.

He subconsciously looked down and saw that behind Lin Qingran, all his men who had been standing were now lying sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain.

Bo Ye, who was cleaning up the battlefield behind Lin Qingran, kicked one of his men hard.

Fu Liancheng's body began to tremble uncontrollably. He took a few steps back in terror and screamed in a trembling voice.

"How...how did you break in? That's impossible!"

A sinister smile slowly spread across Lin Qingran's face, as if she were a demon who had crawled up from the deepest hell.

Her voice was low and hoarse, almost forced out from the depths of her throat, carrying an endless chill as she spoke.

“Fu Liancheng, all you think about is building a secret hideout for yourself, fantasizing about having a place to hide when you have nowhere else to go. But before you bought that mine, why didn’t you bother to find out who the original owner of the mine was?”

As she finished speaking, Lin Qingran's thoughts drifted back to what had happened not long ago.

Upon hearing from Bo Shicheng that Fu Xiuheng was in danger, she rushed out the door without hesitation.

But as soon as she stepped out the door, she stopped in her tracks, her heart filled with anxiety surging like a tide, yet she was at a loss as to where to go to find Fu Xiuheng.

At this critical moment, the phone rang urgently; it was a call from Lin Beichen.

On the other end of the phone, Lin Beichen told her that he owned a mine in Qing'an City, which had been bought by someone for a high price years ago.

The buyer was acting suspiciously, always having his subordinates handle the necessary paperwork.

Lin Beicheng felt that this buyer was very unusual, so out of caution, he secretly left a "guardian" there.

So many years have passed, and the mine has remained peaceful; he himself had almost forgotten about it.

Little did they expect that this seemingly unintentional arrangement from many years ago would become such a crucial turning point today.

As her thoughts returned, Lin Qingran slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with disdain and contempt, staring straight at Fu Liancheng, and said, word by word.

"When my father was making his mark in the business world and building his empire, you, Fu Liancheng, were just a nobody, not even worthy of carrying his shoes. Now you dare to talk back to me like this? You are truly overestimating yourself!"

With that, she gripped the baseball bat tightly and approached Fu Liancheng step by step.

Fu Liancheng cried out in alarm, calling out to his remaining men.

"What are you doing? Get him! Are you trying to die?"

But when he turned around, he found that several of his men behind him had already fainted and were lying sprawled on the ground.