Chapter 155 - Gun
Frustration!
It wasn't that he had never lost before, but that he had never lost so thoroughly, so unsightly!
In fact, the opponent did not even regard him as an opponent! What sort of humiliation was this? Li Liqun turned her head to look at Zhang Minghai. This humiliation did not only belong to him, it also belonged to Minghai Association!
"How can I embarrass Minghai?!" A voice desperately shouted in Li Liqun's heart. He clenched his fists and bit down hard on his lips. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but at this moment, he no longer felt any pain.
A belief told him that even if he died, he had to defend the honor of the Ming Hai Clan.
Just like the dead white bear.
"Bro, aren't you tired of carrying the box? Let me help you carry it for a while! " Li Liqun suddenly sneered and said.
When these words came out of his mouth, not only was grade seven stunned, even Zeng Zi was stunned.
Zhang Ming Hai slowly raised his head and looked at Li Liqun quietly. Just then, Li Liqun turned his head and saw Zhang Ming Hai's eyes.
Zhang Minghai's eyes told him that he must be strong! Persistence! Firm!
It was a look of encouragement.
Li Liqun suddenly laughed softly, giving Zhang Minghai a promise before turning around and walking towards the seventh day.
Everyone in the room looked at Li Liqun at the same time — this burly man.
Zeng Zi lowered his head slightly, squinted his eyes and observed Li Liqun from the corner of his eyes. He really did not understand Li Liqun's actions. He clearly wasn't a match for the seventh grade, why did he still look for trouble?
Li Liqun's footsteps were firm and steady. With every step, she smoothly landed on the ground and raised her head, bringing along a hint of cool breeze.
Six steps. Six steps. He was already standing in front of the seventh day.
Li Liqun laughed, looked at the seventh day, and suddenly laughed.
On the seventh day, his eyes were still cold and filled with disdain. His hand was still holding the safe that contained one million yuan tightly. At the same time, his inner force had fully circulated through his entire body.
"My name is Liang Hu, I hope you remember." With that said, Li Liqun extended his hands and grabbed the box. At the same time, an electric current stronger than the last one struck him, but this time he did not retreat. "Damn it!" He gritted his teeth and ruthlessly pulled the box closer to him.
Junior Seven looked at him in surprise, his eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief. No one could last long when he released 100% of his inner force. One must know that if one's inner force was completely released, even an ox would be stunned, let alone a person! He believed that Liang Hu's internal organs had definitely been damaged by the shock, but from the looks of it, he didn't seem to be in any danger! Just what kind of power was supporting him?!
Without thinking too much, Li Liqun once again exerted force, and junior seven almost dropped her hands. She promptly sneered, channeled her internal energy into her feet, and suddenly kicked towards Li Liqun's knee.
Li Liqun groaned. The cold sweat on her forehead flowed down like it had just experienced a torrential downpour, her teeth also trembling. The seventh day's kick was like an electric saw, almost sawing her left leg in half. The heart wrenching pain must have been terrible! But if he did not fall, how could he fall!?
"Boss …" Ren Longfei walked to Zhang Minghai's side, seeing the scene, he couldn't help but be moved, and said worriedly to Zhang Minghai: "Boss, Li Liqun doesn't seem to be able to hold on anymore."
Zhang Minghai was also looking at Li Liqun. There was no worry or sympathy in his eyes, only an indifferent gaze. He turned his head to look at Ren Longfei, and said meaningfully: "He can, because he's Liang Hu, because Liang Hu is someone from the Minghai Society." With that, he ignored Ren Longfei.
Ren Longfei shifted his gaze, just in time to see Zhang Minghai's middle finger.
The fingerless finger.
"Because he is Liang Hu …" "Because he is from the Ming Hai Clan..." Ren Longfei mulled over these words.
The atmosphere became even more intense, on the seventh day, he wanted to see if Liang Hu was alright and wanted to add another kick, but Li Liqun was Li Liqun and was not an idiot. After suffering a setback, she would definitely not fall for it a second time. This time, he was prepared. She slightly moved her body to avoid the foot of the seventh day. At the same time, she used more strength in her hands. She was holding the whole box in her arms.
As the seventh day saw this situation, he couldn't help but think that things weren't looking good. At the same time, he was also surprised at Li Liqun's strength. If it was purely based on strength, then the three of him would probably not be Li Liqun's match, but she had her own internal energy which could increase her own strength by multiple folds. Unfortunately, her internal energy was not much anymore.
Just as he was about to snatch the box back in one go, he suddenly felt his hands lighten, and his body lost its balance and fell backwards.
"You're cheating! "Damn it!" Seventh day scolded.
When Li Liqun saw that she could not take the box with her brute force, she had a good idea in her heart. Didn't you want the box? Alright, then I'll give it to you! Li Liqun suddenly let go, and junior seven immediately lost her center of gravity.
Li Liqun would not forget about it like this. Just as Junior Seven was about to lose his balance, Li Liqun bellowed, her right leg suddenly kicked out, landing on Junior Seven's chin. Junior Seven cried out in pain and flew out. He landed heavily on the ground.
At this moment, Zhang Minghai let out a long sigh. In fact, he was also worried about Li Liqun's safety, even more so than Ren Longfei. However, he could not show his worry on his face, otherwise, he would not fight anymore.
No matter when, the commander-in-chief will always be calm, even when the sky is falling and the earth cracking.
Because you do not represent yourself, but the community, a belief, a courage, a morale.
"It seems that this box is quite important to you. Very well, I, Liang Hu, will not take away what others love." Li Liqun laughed and walked towards Zhang Minghai. Walking up to him, Zhang Minghai didn't say any words of praise. He only said with a faint smile, "Not bad."
"Not bad." With just that one sentence, Li Liqun was already satisfied. Because Zhang Minghai was the one who said that.
Zeng Zi stood up, and another person behind him had already helped junior seven up. The seventh day, he stared at Li Liqun and Zhang Minghai fiercely and said coldly: "Liang Hu, there will be a day when I make you wish you were dead!"
Li Liqun shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, she looked at Ranking Seven with a pitiful gaze, and suddenly said: "For Zengge's sake, I do not wish to scold you, go back and recuperate!"
Zeng Zi turned around, his expression terrifyingly dark, and said coldly: "Scram, haven't you lost enough face?"
"Yes, Zengge." On the seventh day, he fiercely glared at Li Liqun for a moment, then hobbled out the door.
Zengge, "Zhang Minghai also stood up, stretching his waist and lazily said," It's getting late, I think I should go back. After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait a moment," Zeng Zi suddenly said. "I'll show you something."
"Oh?" Zhang Minghai could only stand still as he turned around and asked, "What is it?"
When he turned around, he saw Zeng Zi's sinister smile and the gold handgun in his hand. The muzzle was black, directly aimed at his own head.
At this moment, both Li Liqun and Ren Longfei started to become nervous. At almost the same time, their hands reached into the pockets of their pockets.
The air condensed at this moment, and a dull atmosphere attacked everyone present.
Zhang Minghai smiled wryly. How many times had he faced the gun head on? He didn't even know himself. Every step was natural. There was no trace of posturing or disorder in every step. He walked until he was in front of Zeng Zi, and the gun was practically pointed at his head.
Zeng Zi stared at Zhang Minghai without blinking. This person was so bold that even life and death could be treated as child's play. While he was lamenting about Zhang Minghai's courage, Zhang Minghai did something even more shocking.
Zhang Minghai actually brought his eyes close to the gun, his eyelashes almost touching the gun. His other eye was squinting. He was using this eye to observe very carefully.
Sorry, today the factory overtime, so the update late, readers understand. After this chapter, there was another one at around 12 o'clock.
Everyone opened their eyes and mouths wide open as they looked at Zhang Minghai in astonishment.
Li Liqun and Ren Longfei had already taken out their spears, and the hands that held their spears were already drenched in sweat, cold sweat slowly flowing down along the spears. It was at this moment that time came to a standstill, and everyone's breathing stopped.
Looking at Zhang Minghai's flowing hair, Zeng Zi suddenly had an impulse to just kill him like that? If he could kill him so easily, then he could remove one of his greatest threats. This kind of thing was hard to find, but now the chance had come! Zhang Minghai was actually going to shoot himself, and he looked very excited.
Zeng Zi's heart was a little perturbed and a little nervous, but mostly he was pleasantly surprised. His eyes narrowed once again, but the light that was refracted out this time was sinister. The middle finger of the trigger trembled a little. Despite walking through great storms and great waves, it had never made it so hard for Zeng Zi to make a decision.
Zeng Zi's palms were also sweating.
Zhang Minghai was still staring at the muzzle of the gun. He looked even more carefully, and his eyes were even closer to the muzzle now. Zeng Zi could imagine that if he were to pull the trigger, half of Zhang Minghai's head would definitely be smashed.
He liked excitement and blood. He liked the pleasure of watching a living person die under his ravaging.
"Zhang Minghai, farewell."
Zeng Zi laughed coldly in his heart. A feeling of accomplishment involuntarily arose in his heart, as the enemy with the most potential would soon die in his hands.
His middle finger was gently pushing downwards.
The trigger was about to trigger the machine spring. A bloodthirsty bullet was about to shoot into Zhang Minghai's brain.
Just then, Zeng Zi suddenly realized that Zhang Minghai had raised his head.
It was just a split-second!
It was just a split-second! Zeng Zi was extremely regretful in his heart, if he had already decided on this, even if it only lasted for an instant, then all of's history would have been changed by this bullet.
"Zengge, is this the spear you want to show me?" Zhang Minghai chuckled. From the beginning till the end, there wasn't a single trace of fear on his face, as if he didn't know that he'd already walked a circle around the gates of hell.
Zeng Zi forcefully swallowed his breath, looked at Zhang Ming Hai meaningfully, and in the end, powerlessly lowered his hand who was holding the gun, and laughed out loud: "Not bad, this spear was created by the American National Weapon Factory in a limited amount, caliber: 7, full length: 210, weight: 900g bullets: 12 shots, effective range: 555 meters. The entire spear is made of pure gold, and the muzzle is made out of a rare metal.
Zhang Ming Hai listened and nodded his head, he seemed to be very curious and after hearing Zeng Zi's introduction, he quickly said: "Zengge, can you lend it to me to watch?"
Zeng Zi froze, and the hand holding the spear subconsciously trembled. He raised his head and looked at Zhang Minghai's eyes. Unfortunately, Zhang Minghai's eyes seemed to be made of water, changing into a thousand different forms at any time without any change in his expression. Right now, his eyes were crystal clear, without any impurities.
"Since Brother Han wants to see it, take it." Zeng Zi clenched his teeth, and handed the gun over to Zhang Minghai.
Zhang Minghai took the gun and gently touched every part of it as if he was touching his most beloved lover. Seeing this, Zeng Zi could not help but sneer, thinking in his heart: "He's just a child who has never seen the world before!"
Suddenly, Zeng Zi realized that the gun was pointed at him.
Feng Shui turned and moved, now it was Zeng Zi's turn.
Zhang Minghai was the first and also the last person who could point a gun at his head. Now, Zeng Zi finally understood how much courage it took to be able to chat happily while facing the pitch-black muzzle of the gun! At this moment, his hands and back were covered in cold sweat, and his heart was also beating at a noticeable speed.
The air once again froze.
Li Liqun and Ren Longfei, however, were finally relieved. They did not let go of their spears, because Zeng Zi was Zeng Zi, and not anyone else.
"I will count to three. If your spear is still pointed at Zengge's head, you will discover that there is an additional hole in your head." The person behind Zeng Zi said coldly to Zhang Minghai. One of his hands was hanging down, while the other one was deeply in his pocket. It seemed that the guy who killed him was in his pocket.
In the face of his subordinate's trouble, Zeng Zi did not have any expression or words, as if nothing had happened. Zhang Minghai looked at him with an even colder expression than this man, and said in a cold voice, "If you don't know how to write the word 'dead', I will forgive you." He turned around and smiled at Zeng Zi: "Looks like Zengge's subordinates are indeed extraordinary."
"Anyone who has their head stolen will be in a bad mood," Zeng Zi did not answer Zhang Minghai's question, but leisurely said, "Especially me. When I'm in a bad mood, the consequences will be dire."
Zhang Minghai was about to speak, but the person was already counting. "One." The voice was emotionless and cold, as if it came from the mouth of a zombie.
Zhang Minghai's eyes narrowed. Usually, there were only three types of people who were this arrogant. One was crazy, the second was having a background, and the third was having strength. Of course, those who were pretending to be a 'B' couldn't be counted.
The gun in his hand was still pointed at Zeng Zi.
"Two."
The man continued to count. Only now did his cold gaze land on Zhang Minghai. To be exact, it was on Zhang Minghai's left temple. The hand in his pocket had already grasped the weapon that originally belonged to this hand.
Zeng Zi started laughing, laughing happily, as if he had already made up his mind.
Zhang Minghai frowned. Actually, he was also afraid of death. There was no one who wasn't afraid of death. Even those who wanted to commit suicide feared death the moment they died.
However, Zhang Minghai's fear did not show on his face. Even if he died, he would not show the slightest bit of cowardice.
Because he was Zhang Minghai.
"Three —" Just as the word left his mouth, he was interrupted by another voice. "Is your gun fast?"
Ren Longfei still maintained his lazy look, as if he was just a spectator. However, those words just now came out of his mouth.
After Ren Longfei finished speaking, he looked at that person, and the corner of his mouth curled up. With a disdainful smile, he repeated: "Is your spear very fast?"
It was only now that the person's gaze moved from Zhang Minghai's body to Ren Longfei's, and squeezed out a few words: "Do you want to try?"
Ren Longfei laughed and shrugged: "That's exactly what I meant."
"Very good." The man said lightly. Then, he strode towards Ren Longfei.
"It's good to begin with." Ren Longfei laughed as he walked towards this person.
The two of them stopped five meters away from each other, "I don't know the name, Mo Fei." The man's voice never seemed to carry emotion.
Ren Longfei smirked and said: "Ren Longfei."
After saying that, the two of them looked at each other.
At this time, it was as if Ren Longfei had suddenly become a different person. At this moment, his spirit had reached an unprecedented level. Every pore in his body expanded, absorbing all the activity in the room.
Mo Fei was the same. It was only at this moment that Mo Fei truly started to think highly of him. From Ren Longfei's body, he saw one thing, and that was that it was hidden deeply.
There was one kind of person who was usually slovenly, wretched, or even a little crazy, but when something happened to him, he would instantly change. The process of transformation and the speed at which it happened left you overwhelmed; the quality of the transformation would make you even more flabbergasted.
There were mountains outside the mountain, and people could be seen on top of the people.
Mo Fei finally understood the true meaning of this sentence.
Although Ren Longfei did not move, he could still feel that kind of majestic aura. The grandeur is invisible and untouchable, but you have to admit that it exists.
— Just like when you were a kid you made a mistake, Father's deep smile.
Zhang Minghai and Zeng Zi were not attracted by the situation there, because the two of them believed in the strength of their subordinates.
"What if I pull the trigger?" Zhang Minghai yawned and asked casually.
Zeng Zi's face slightly changed, but returned back to normal after, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid we will die together."
Zhang Minghai shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid the one who will die will be you, not me."
"Oh?" Zeng Zi found it very interesting, "Now you're the one pointing a gun at my head, why would you be the one to die?"
Zhang Minghai slightly closed his eyes. After a long while, he frowned and said, "Because I feel a threat."
"Where's the threat coming from?"
"Is that the window behind me?" Zhang Minghai asked.
"That's right. There's a big building over by the window." Zeng Zi added.
"Does the building have windows?"
"Of course the building has windows."
"Then that's right," Zhang Minghai let out a long breath, looked at Zeng Zi with a profound gaze, and sighed: "There must be someone inside the window of the building holding a sniper rifle, and the scope must be aimed at me. Now, as long as I make the slightest movement, I will suddenly realize that I can see my own back. "