Chapter 909

There are no bullets in the gun.

The white man smiled and approached him step by step.

"Is it enough? Do you want to change the gun?"

Fei Wenxuan's spirit almost collapsed, "It's not like this, you are dead, you were killed by myself, no, it's not like this, who are you, who are you?"

The white man stood still in front of him and slowly leaned down. He unbuttoned the first button on his shirt, revealing the corners of the human skin mask.

Under Fei Wenxuan’s incredible gaze, the white man lifted the human skin mask on his face, revealing the familiar face that made him creepy.

is He Junbai.

Fei Wenxuan slapped his hand, but unfortunately he was caught by He Junbai before the hand fell.

"You still want to hit me, eh?"

Fei Wenxuan tore at He Junbai's face like crazy: "You are abnormal, crazy, you are fake, I obviously killed you, there must be another layer, there must be another layer! You are pretending to be someone else, don't you also have a son , Your son pretended to be, it must be!"

He Junbai quietly watched him go crazy, but when he heard the words his son, He Junbai suddenly reached out and grabbed his neck!

"Son? Isn't my son your son?"

He smiled horribly and glanced behind him, "Xiao Jiu, come here!"

Fei Wenxuan suddenly turned away, looking for He Junbai's line of sight and looking back.

Where is Xiaojiu? In addition to seeing He Yunting, he also has a bodyguard behind him!

But he never expected that it was the bodyguard who suddenly stood up.

"Disguise did a good job, I almost didn't recognize you."

I wish Jiu couldn't go on anymore, so I had to tear off the human skin mask, revealing his true face.

"You!" Fei Wenxuan was speechless. He just yelled for so long, dared to threaten the wrong person, and the Lord was by his side.

He immediately reacted, "You are here, how about Qiao Yi and Qiao Lian?"

He Junbai heard Qiao Lian’s name, and his hand pressed hard, so that Fei Wenxuan could not come up immediately, almost suffocating.

"You brought them here, but you want the manuscript in Xiao Jiu's hands. I'm here now, isn't that enough?"

Fei Wenxuan's entire face was flushed, two hands kept pulling his hands, two legs alternately kicking on the grass and struggling.

The crowds onlookers were chilling, and suddenly——

A shiny silver muzzle stuck on the back of He Junbai’s head, "Let go of my father."

He Junbai slowly released his hand.

"Cough cough cough...cough cough cough..." Fei Wenxuan lay on the ground coughing and panting.

He Junbai turned his head, the muzzle of his eyebrows was directly pressed.

"You are his eldest daughter, Fei Xiao?"

Jiang smiled and dressed in a red dress, with a click, opened the insurance on the pistol, and shouted: "Stay away from my father!"

He Junbai hummed, grabbing the barrel of the gun extremely fast and twisting it hard. Jiang Yixiao didn't even see his movements, and he twisted the barrel of the gun.

Jiang smiled and was shocked.

"Little girl, your father didn't tell you, don't mess with me?"

Speaking, He Junbai suddenly reached out his hand to pinch Jiang Yixiao's collar, raised his hand, and threw the person out.

"what!"

"Smile!"

Fei Nanchen rushed to pick him up at the first time, but he didn't receive it, and was preempted by a white man.

The man put down Jiang Yixiao, who was still in shock, and walked to He Yunting's side.

He Junbai looked at He Yunting and greeted him, “When I saw you last time, you were still in the mental hospital.”

(End of this chapter)