"Since you’re so eager to die, let do you the favor and send you on your way!"
The cold touch of the gun barrel against Shen Cheng’s forehead was just as cold as her heart, dead and ashen.
She looked at Shen Bo, her eyes smiling, "You’re such a good uncle!"
Having said that, she closed her eyes and her thin lips curled up slightly, "Shoot."
She believed that Shen Bo would pull the trigger, and he had the guts to do it, too.
In Jiang City, he had done all kinds of evil, murder, arson, smuggling, drug trafficking - there wasn’t any illegal deed he hadn’t done.
But because the Shen Family had great power and influence, they could smooth over any big issue by pulling strings, and so, over the years, Shen Bo had beco even more unbridled.
Killing soone for him was as easy as squashing an ant.
Even if a death occurred in the Shen Family, and soone ca investigating, they could easily dismiss it with an excuse.
"Uncle."
Shen Ming signaled Shen Bo with his eyes to make his move quickly.
Shen Bo nodded, preparing to pull the trigger...
"Don’t shoot!"
Ye Zi suddenly shouted, then rushed forward trying to stop it, but Shen Ming blocked her way.
He seized her arm forcefully and shoved her body back.
Ye Zi stumbled, lost her balance, and fell heavily to the ground.
Shen Ming turned his head and ordered his n, "Take her away!"
"Yes!"
Two burly henchn walked straight over and hoisted Ye Zi up from the ground.
"Don’t touch !"
"Let go!"
"Beauty! Run..."
Ye Zi struggled desperately, putting up a fight, but in the end, she was forcibly taken out of the hall.
The hall was eerily silent.
Shen Bo’s eyes turned cold and emotionless as his hand gripping the gun started to tighten, his index finger curling slowly around the trigger.
He just needed to apply a bit more force, and the bullet from the handgun would tear through and end a life.
Bang!
Suddenly, the closed doors of the hall were kicked open from the outside.
The man who walked in had a tall figure and was dressed in a handmade black shirt.
He had one hand in his pocket and a cigarette in his mouth, with smoke curling up from the corners of his lips.
His handso face and noble temperant were indescribably beautiful, like those of a deity.
Behind him followed more than a dozen n in black, all ard with submachine guns, similar in height and build, with fierce looks in their eyes.
One could tell at a glance: all of these n were professionally trained assassins!
More than a dozen submachine guns were aid at the heads of both Shen Bo and Shen Ming, ready to turn them into sieves at the pull of a trigger.
The few subordinates of Shen Bo had never seen such a grand scene before and were so frightened that their legs went weak, imdiately kneeling with their hands raised to surrender: "It has nothing to do with us, don’t kill us..."
Having been in the underworld for years, Shen Bo was no stranger to such scenes, but his hand shook uncontrollably for a mont.
However, he quickly cald down, pointing the gun at Shen Cheng’s head, threatening the man surrounded by assassins, "Stop! Co any closer, and I’ll shoot!"
Only then did Shen Cheng open her eyes. Seeing the newcor, she couldn’t identify the feeling in her heart.
But she just felt, incredibly uncomfortable!
Shi Yu narrowed his dangerous eyes, his grim, bloodthirsty gaze falling on the gun in Shen Bo’s hand, "Dare to point a gun at my woman?"
Shen Bo looked at him emotionlessly, knowing that he was anxious about Shen Cheng, and deliberately pressed the gun harder against her forehead, "Tell your n to leave, or an accidental discharge might happen, and it would be a sha if her beauty was ruined!"
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