"Han Feng, don't you think what you said is too naive? Who do you think you are, the peace messenger? Superman? Don't say that you are a commoner, a yellow-haired boy, even if you are my identity, you can see it just by meeting the national leaders. Why do they see you? You are such an inexplicable talk of such a gangster, a gangster who has no education and no insight, and you have also killed many young murderers with your own hands?!" Liang Mingcheng contemptuously rejected Han Feng's request.

"Is that right? If you don't make arrangements for me, then there is nothing else to talk about between us. We will release everyone present immediately, as well as the family members of the Jingwu Association whom you detained, and my friends." Han Feng's tone also became tough.

"Han Feng, I can tell you that if you have room for maneuver when negotiations with me, maybe you can still survive. If you persist like this, there is only one way to die. I hope you think it carefully and then make your decision. You should now know that the lives of these people present are in your hands." Liang Mingcheng began to "scar" Han Feng.

"My decision will not be changed. I cannot allow you to kill so-called national interests and cause social panic. I cannot watch so many people become victims in vain. Therefore, the right to decide everyone's life and death is no longer in my hands, but in your hands. Should you continue to persevere in your atrocities, or give up and fight for the opportunity for peaceful conversation for me?" Han Feng's attitude was very firm.

"Han Feng, I admire your courage and admire your upright character, but you forgot that you are using your personal strength to confront the entire country, and you will not have a good result. I'll ask you again, will you give up or not?!" Liang Mingcheng seemed to realize that the negotiations between the two sides reached the last moment, so his tone was also very tough.

Everyone looked at Han Feng with attention. He hesitated for a long time and finally said three words firmly: "Don't give up!"...

As soon as Han Feng said that, the underworld figures, including the Jingwu Association, were stunned. They never thought that Han Feng would be so stubborn. At this moment of life and death, he was still choosing to compete with Liang Mingcheng.

"President Han, now is not the time to pay attention to the sense of justice. What Chief Liang said makes sense. If you ask to talk to the central leaders in person, it is indeed not in line with the rules and cannot be approved. You should be more realistic." Huang Zhengyong advised Han Feng. In the battle the night before, although Han Feng also killed many members of the elite association, the facts now proved that all of it was because of the plan of Liang Mingcheng and others, and it had nothing to do with Han Feng. Han Feng tried his best to protect his face during the competition, so his hostility towards Han Feng was not so strong, and he even expressed his admiration for the sense of justice emitted by Han Feng, and was the first to persuade Han Feng.

"Yes, junior brother, what you have to do now is how to ensure that we can all leave here safely? Don't be stubborn anymore." Cheng Peng seemed to feel the crisis and persuaded Han Feng.

"Everyone, do you think that even if I have changed my mind and given up on dialogue with the central leaders, they can let us go? What I am doing is actually to fight for the last chance of survival for us all." Han Feng was very calm at this time, and one sentence pointed out the secret.

"If I could really win the opportunity for dialogue, I don't believe that the leaders of the central government would be so ruthless to them, and would kill us all to keep secrets, and stick to the original inhumane plan." Han Feng told everyone his thoughts.

Liang Mingcheng looked at him and shook his head helplessly: "You are naive, you are really naive. I have said just now. If you talk to me, maybe you still have a glimmer of hope, because I still have to take into account the safety of my father. If you talk to them, you will have no way to die."

Han Feng looked at Liang Mingcheng coldly, obviously full of doubts about his words: "Is that so, then I want to give it a try."

"Han Feng, you are purely seeking death. I can tell you that the central leaders will not care about the lives of these hundreds of people. You should understand that when this plan is formulated, they have already made the worst plan, that is, once the news is leaked, they may be involved in the vortex of World War III. However, they will definitely do anything to prevent the problem from leading to a head-on war. Do you think that under this premise, they will still care about the life and death of us?" Liang Jingsheng also spoke to Han Feng.

Han Feng looked at Liang Jingsheng and hesitated for a moment. It was obvious that the old man's words were more convincing and intimidating than Liang Mingcheng's words, which made Han Feng feel in his heart that things were indeed not as simple as he thought.

"Dad, don't talk nonsense to him anymore. He is just a stubborn person. No matter what we say, it is useless." Liang Mingcheng stopped Liang Jingsheng and asked for advice. He looked at Han Feng seriously, "I tell you, we are all soldiers, not the gangsters you have contacted in the past. The way of detaining hostages to negotiate conditions is useless to us. We have been prepared to sacrifice for the country at any time. Finally, I will give you three minutes, and you can think about it yourself."

Liang Mingcheng seemed not to want to waste his time anymore, waved his hand to the soldiers beside him. The soldiers pushed the wheelchair forward in a big strode and walked out of the warehouse. The soldiers immediately blocked the passage left by him after he left and quickly pointed the gun at everyone.

Han Feng was still holding Liang Jingsheng's wrist in his hand. He knew in his heart that maybe once his hand was loosened, countless muzzles on the side might shoot bullets at him, but he didn't care. At this time, he no longer thought about this. What he was thinking was to believe Liang Mingcheng's words, temporarily compromise, and try to save the lives of those present. Or just stick to your own opinions, stick to Liang Mingcheng to the end, fight for the opportunity to talk to the central leaders, and try to convince them.

Liang Jingsheng looked at Han Feng's hesitant gaze and whispered him: "Han Feng, you know Mingcheng's temper. If you really persist, he will not take care of me. Don't be stubborn and negotiate with him well. This is the last chance to ensure the safety of your life and your friends."

"Even if I promise him now, so many people have already known this secret, can he let everyone go? Is there any way he can guarantee that no one will tell the secret today? Then whether I agree or not, are we all facing death? Maybe I insist on meeting the central leaders, but I can win..." Han Feng was still telling his thoughts to Liang Jingsheng.

"One minute left!" Liang Mingcheng's voice was heard outside the warehouse using a loudspeaker, and his voice became even colder.

"President Han, we all know that the past was a misunderstanding. We stopped you last night because we believed the slander. So many brothers died yesterday. I beg you, don't use our lives as a burial. We have no grudge against you." Seeing this situation, Jiang Xiaotian was the first to pull down his face and beg Han Feng.

"Yes, Master Han, please, let's pity us. They are all old people and young people. It's not easy to fight to this point for so many years. We don't want to die so ignorantly. Just be fine and let us go." Although Tan Zhengde is old, he doesn't care about so much at this time.

Although many people usually show righteousness and put life and death aside, when they really want to make a choice between life and death, if they can choose to continue to live, there are probably few people who can die generously. The same is true for these gangsters. Although killing and revenge are common for them, now they really want to die by themselves, they are more afraid than ordinary people.

In fact, Tan Zhengde's words are the most correct. They have been working hard in the sword light and sword shadow for so many years, and they really want to live a peaceful life. This time they were inexplicably involved in this storm, which was indeed something they could not imagine, especially when they accidentally learned such a big secret and were facing a catastrophe, which really made them unacceptable.

Even people like Tan Zhengde bowed their heads and begged, and the others had nothing to worry about. After all, compared with fate, face counts nothing. They all gathered to Han Feng and begged him, hoping that he could give up his current ideas and compromise with Liang Mingcheng.

Han Feng looked at the people in front of him, some were rushing to the wind, some were crying, and some were begging. In short, there was only one purpose, which was to hope that Han Feng could compromise and save their lives.

Looking at the people who were fighting with him the night before, but now they had completely changed their faces, Han Feng felt indescribable. He began to regret that if he had not insisted on bringing them all, and had insisted that Liang Mingcheng explain everything in public, maybe they would not have been killed now.

"Twenty seconds left!" The warehouse remembered Liang Mingcheng's reminder again.

"You are talking, don't be stubborn!" Everyone urged Han Feng, hoping that he could make a decision as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!