"Not bad, quite a plan you have, but how do you intend to deal with us?" Zhou Xian asked again.
From start to finish, Jun Mochan remained silent, watching coldly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
If it weren’t for his pale lips, one might doubt he was even injured.
General Fan didn’t know, that was also makeup.
Earlier, when he fell to the ground, he even buried his face among the corpses, taking ti to apply makeup. That’s quite an effort, isn’t it?
The most important thing is, he didn’t even apply makeup.
If this was in the past, such a thing would be unacceptable to him, but now he has a wife and child.
For the sake of his wife and child, he chose to make a compromise.
His calm deanor made General Fan’s teeth itch with hatred, making him more eager to tear off that mask of pretense.
"It all depends on whether I’m in a good mood. If I’m in a good mood, I’ll let you die a quick death. If not..."
He would slowly grind them to death.
"Looking at it now, General Fan seems not to be in a good mood?" Zhou Xian’s voice was clear and bright, as if he could see right through him.
"If you obediently do as I say, I’ll give you a swift end."
The crucial point ca.
Zhou Xian appeared to be listening intently: "What do you want us to do?"
"I will soon have soone announce the news of your assassination. What you need to do is write a last letter, or a blood note, or a recording. The content should temporarily entrust with handling the situation."
Of course, this temporary arrangent is just a facade to prevent others from thinking he is seizing power.
Once everyone gets used to it, he will naturally take the position.
Everything was planned flawlessly.
"Not bad, it’s quite a plan, but aren’t you dreaming a bit too beautifully?" Zhou Xian smiled at him.
His expression was enigmatic, and General Fan couldn’t imdiately grasp the aning behind his words.
He reached out, took the gun from Zhou Xian’s hand, and aid it at his head: "Do you really think I’m dreaming?"
Zhou Xian gently nudged the gun aside: "Threatening is useless. The power doesn’t rest with , agreeing with you ans nothing."
"What do you think?" General Fan looked at Jun Mochan.
"A re clown dares to act out," he said.
His words angered General Fan, hitting on what irked him the most.
"You claim to be a dragon in the sky, and yet now you’re coiled and at my rcy?" General Fan looked at him gloomily.
Jun Mochan slightly lifted his eyelids, his eyes calm and indifferent: "Being a bug, no matter how hard you jump, you can’t reach the sky."
"Then I’ll send you to the sky right now." General Fan aid at Jun Mochan and pulled the trigger, but nothing happened.
Turns out, the bullets were long gone; the gun was rely a prop.
Jun Mochan glanced at him mockingly, and in the instant General Fan reached for another gun, Jun moved.
Rolling on the spot, he charged at General Fan, knocking him aside.
His body spun around, faster than the eye, pulling the trigger, bullets swept across, and several people in front fell imdiately.
General Fan sensed sothing was wrong and went to pull the trigger, but Zhou Xian and Chu Ji simultaneously attacked him. Both his left and right hands were hit, causing the gun to fall from his hands.
Both of them rolled to avoid the bullets, ending up beside Jun Mochan.
A team of people rushed down from above, encircling Jun Mochan and the others, protecting them within.
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