Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 243: Father and Son Reunion_1

Chapter 243: Chapter 243: Father and Son Reunion_1

"Hmm, my wife’s company needs to procure a batch of steel."

Mo Han nodded, "But I heard it’s pretty chaotic over there, so I thought I’d head over in the afternoon."

"Oh," Han Feng said with a slight smile, "If Mister Mo doesn’t mind, how about letting Awei go with you? He’s well-acquainted with the crowd at Blacklight Pier."

"Awei!"

"Yes." Awei stepped forward, grinning, "Mister Mo, I’m pretty familiar with Blacklight Pier. Shall I accompany you this afternoon to check it out?"

"Hmm..." Mo Han smiled, "How about this, we’ll go to Blacklight Pier first to see if we can solve the issue. If it’s manageable, we won’t bother brother Awei. If not, shall I give you a call?"

Awei laughed, "Sure, my phone number is 138..."

Meanwhile, on Binjiang Boulevard, a black Otesai business van sped along.

Nie Feiyang, wrapped in a blanket inside the car, was shivering, "Cold... I’m so cold."

The man in the passenger seat, Crow, furrowed his brows slightly. It was early summer, and the temperature outside was soaring to thirty-four or thirty-five degrees. Even with the car’s air conditioning set to its lowest, Nie Feiyang should not be this cold.

"Feiyang, what’s wrong with you?"

Nie Long, sitting beside him, quickly asked. At this moment, he was hardly in better shape, his arms and legs paralyzed, carried out in a wheelchair.

"Cold, I’m so cold!"

Nie Feiyang chattered through his teeth, "Long... Brother Long, aren’t you, aren’t you cold?"

"Not cold."

Nie Long shook his head with a sigh, "I’m already a cripple now..."

"Brother Long, don’t lose heart! My dad has so many friends, maybe he can find a miracle doctor to heal your injuries."

Nie Feiyang felt somewhat better and spoke more fluently, "Also, if things went as planned for my dad, we’ve probably already succeeded. He’s definitely taking us to Chuyun Manor to take down Nie Guowei and the rest ourselves!"

"No!"

Nie Long’s head rose, his eyes filled with a vengeful glow, "I only want to kill him!"

Nie Feiyang, of course, knew whom Nie Long referred to. If not for that despicable person, how could he and Nie Long have ended up in such a state?

As they talked, the Otesai business van had entered Chuyun Manor along the avenue.

After parking the van, Crow had his men push Nie Feiyang and Nie Long out in a wheelchair.

Observing the strictly guarded personnel outside the manor, Crow felt something was off. These people were subtly exuding a faint hostility towards them, as if they were the enemy.

He squinted, muttering to himself, "Could it be that they’re planning to cross the river and tear down the bridge after it’s crossed?"

Without showing any signs, he took out a walkie-talkie and said sternly, "Bald Eagle, Bald Eagle, this is Sparrowhawk. How are things on your end?"

Normally, Bald Eagle wouldn’t respond immediately, but he surely would within three minutes.

However, after a full five minutes, there was still no reply.

Just then, with a creak, the titanium alloy gates closed.

Dozens of camouflaged Hidden Guards with bows and cannons aimed at Bald Eagle and the others.

"Damn, it’s a trap!"

Crow shouted, then rushed behind Nie Feiyang, the gun pointed at his head, and bellowed, "Nie Kuangtu! Get the hell out here!"

"Motherfucker, trying to betray us now? Want to get rid of us after we’ve served our purpose?"

"Believe it or not, I’ll kill your son and your adopted son right now!"

"And you, Cheng Debiao! You dare plot against our Cold-blooded Sparrowhawk Group, you’ve got some nerve!"

There was silence within the courtyard.

Nie Feiyang swallowed his saliva, for the first time feeling so close to death.

Nie Long’s brows knitted together as he sensed something amiss.

Though his foster father was ruthless, his concern for him and Feiyang was unquestionable; otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone to great lengths to hire mercenaries for their rescue.

But if it wasn’t his foster father who set this up, could it be...

"Clap, clap!"

Just then, applause came from within the hall, and then Mo Han emerged slowly.

"It’s him!"

Nie Feiyang’s pupils contracted sharply, a bad feeling welling up inside him.

Logically, Nie Long, with broken limbs, should not feel anything in his extremities, but at this moment, he felt an icy chill at his hands and feet, a coldness in his heart.

"Who are you?"

Crow had never met Tang Guowei or Zhou Zhishan and spoke gravely, "Bring out Nie Kuangtu and Cheng Debiao to meet me!"

Mo Han responded with a question of his own, "Are you Crow?"

"Correct!"

Crow scanned the surroundings and declared firmly, "I don’t care who you are, open the gate now, or I’ll kill Nie Feiyang right away!"

Mo Han shrugged, his face mocking, "Go ahead, kill him. I’d be more than happy for you to do it, saves me the trouble."

"Crow! Listen to me, his name is Mo Han, he’s our enemy!"

Nie Feiyang managed to speak with difficulty, "The reason Brother Long and I ended up like this is because of what he did!"

"Hmm?"

Crow was momentarily confused, not understanding the situation at all.

It was at this moment that Nie Long took the initiative to speak, "Where’s my foster father?"

Crow looked up too, his gaze fixed on Mo Han.

"Hehe, since you so desire to meet him, fine! I’ll indulge you!"

Mo Han snapped his fingers, and Xiao Zhang promptly pushed out the tightly bound Nie Kuangtu.

For a moment, as father and sons were reunited, they all felt a lump in their throats, barely holding back their tears.