"Wu Lai!" Seeing that the two men actually pulled out their guns, Luo Xin screamed, and immediately began to call the bodyguards of the Luo family over, and said to sun Zhiqiang over there, "Uncle sun! This is the Luo family, pay attention! My father is on his way back, you want to be clear!"
"So what! I'm afraid this boy is tired of talking to Lao Tzu like this! Today, don't say Luo Yi is here, even if Lao Tzu is here, Lao Tzu will kill him!" Sun Zhiqiang, who originally seemed to be gentle and easy-going, suddenly became bandit and murderous at this moment.
It seems that Wu Lai is the only one in his eyes, and he can only tear Wu Lai to pieces.
Seeing the two black muzzles, Wu Lai was surprised. Coupled with the murderous spirit of these two people, he was sure that these two guys would really shoot!
"Boy, if you kneel down and break your hands and feet, I will spare your life." Sun Zhiqiang took a deep breath and didn't let the two shoot, but looked at Wu Lai and said there. After all, this is the Luo family. If you kill someone in Luo Yi's home, Luo Yi will come to the door at that time, and he can't explain it.
Wu Lai looked left and right. The two hands holding the gun were very stable without shaking at all. The muzzle of the gun was also aimed at his temple. He would surely die if he pulled the trigger.
Hearing sun Zhiqiang's words, Wu Lai suddenly showed a disdainful smile and looked at him.
Seeing Wu Lai's unpicked smile, sun Zhiqiang was even more angry. He even wished to snatch the pistol from the bodyguard's hand and kill him with his own hands.
"Is it great to have a gun?" When Wu Lai said this, his attention was always on the fingers of the two people on the trigger. As long as the two people had any intention of shooting, he would not hesitate to shoot.
"Dad!" Sun Yifeng shouted angrily. The pain in his body made him look at Wu Lai, and there was only killing in his eyes.
He's going to kill Wu Lai! He wants Wu Lai to die! In this way, Cang can wash away his shame and grievance!
Hearing this, sun Zhiqiang, who was still hesitant, seemed to have made up his mind and shouted to the two men with guns over there, "break his hands and feet for me!"
In an instant, they adjusted the muzzle of the gun, and their fingers were ready to pull the trigger.
Just then, Wu Lai understood.
The little warm current in his body gathered on his hands and feet, and the vertical eye mark on his forehead also flickered.
In an instant, the world seemed to slow down in his eyes. The quick action of the two people seemed to be slow in his eyes. His hand passed one person's wrist and grabbed the pistol quickly. Then, he turned quickly and faced another trigger that had been pulled on the average person. With a slap of his hand, he aimed the muzzle of the gun at the person's foot!
Bang!
With a shot.
"Ah!" Luo Xin covered his ears, subconsciously closed his eyes, turned his head, and then immediately turned around and shouted, "Wu Lai!"
She was stunned after shouting.
"Ah! My feet!" Wu Lai, who should have fallen in a pool of blood, was still standing there intact, holding a * * * gun in his hand, while the two bodyguards, one standing in place, looked at Wu Lai with a frightened face, and the other had been lying on the ground, holding the gurgling bleeding feet in the pain of wailing.
Wu Lai's tense nerves finally relaxed, touching the pistol with a little temperature in his hand. He looked at Sun Zhiqiang over there, holding the pistol, raising his hand and aiming.
Sun Zhiqiang blinked, not believing the reality he saw. Why did this guy have nothing? Not only that, why was the pistol in his hand?
Wu Lai's action just now was too fast. Even the two men who were born as special forces soldiers didn't react. Sun Zhiqiang, who was over middle age and hollowed out his body because of social intercourse, let alone. He only saw that Wu Lai had just moved, and the next second he saw his bodyguard was shot and fell to the ground, and Wu Lai had pointed a pistol at himself.
"You... Calm down!" At this moment, sun Zhiqiang was a little flustered, and his tone eased countless times: "murder is against the law. Pay attention, you are still young, and you still have a long way to go..."
"So, is that why you let others shoot?" Wu Lai said coldly. His face was a little pale. The series of consecutive actions just now seemed to have emptied all his strength.
"Calm down." Sun Zhiqiang swallowed a mouthful of water. Seeing Wu Lai's cold eyes, he was afraid. He still had hundreds of millions of wealth. Unlike Wu Lai, he couldn't afford to play! He carefully tried, "why not, young man, your family is not very good. I'll give you 30 million yuan. Put down your gun. What happened today, just pretend nothing happened?"
Thirty million! Hearing 30 million, Wu Lai's pupils contracted.
In the past, when he had the most savings, he didn't reach five figures, but today, it seems that God played a joke on him, and he only received five million. Before he had time to enjoy the fun of counting money, someone here offered 30 million.
Thirty million, he can marry a wife and live a comfortable life!
Seeing that Wu Lai seemed to be a little excited, sun Zhiqiang quickly added a fire: "little brother, you know, 30 million, you can eat hot and spicy, you can find all kinds of beautiful girls, but if you shoot, you will have nothing, and you may spend the rest of your life in prison. Think clearly."
Hearing sun Zhiqiang's words, Wu Lai seemed to be lost in thought and didn't mean to shoot.
Seeing Wu Lai like this, sun Zhiqiang was relieved at last.
But the next second, Wu Lai raised his gun again and aimed at Sun Zhiqiang's leg: "you said, if I spend a few years in prison in exchange for your lifelong disability, is it very cost-effective?"
"No!" Sun Zhiqiang shouted hurriedly, shrinking directly behind the sofa.
Seeing his appearance, Wu Lai curled his mouth, threw his pistol on the ground and said, "sure enough, there is no father but a son. I haven't shot yet. Besides, if you want to be disabled all your life, do I need to use a gun?"
Hearing his words, sun Zhiqiang collapsed on the ground. This bastard is different from anyone he has met. It's too terrible
"Well, give me the money, and I'll treat it as if nothing happened today." Wu Lai reached out to sun Zhiqiang over there and waved.
"Little brother, tell me your bank card number, and I'll transfer it to you now..." Sun Zhiqiang said while wiping the cold sweat on his forehead.
Soon, the two completed the transfer. Sun Zhiqiang looked at his paralyzed son and said to Wu Lai, "little brother, what about my son's hands and feet?"