The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

This scene was really weird. A man squinted his eyes and snored regularly, but there was a cold light flashing between his eyes.

Wang Hui's awl-like gaze passed over the black-faced male, Changmao, and Xiaohei like lightning, and finally stopped at Changmao's lower back.

Although Shaggy was wearing a baggy T-shirt on his upper body, Wang Hui judged based on experience and could still tell at a glance that he had something on his lower back. Judging from the shape, it was probably a pistol.

Just as the three of them worked together to lift it up to Lin Zhiyuan, Wang Hui quietly stood up from the sofa, strung behind Changmao like a dexterous civet cat, stretched out his hand, and took the pistol in his hand.

Wang Hui took a few steps back after getting the gun. He stood in the corner of the private room and raised the gun. His eyes were cold, his voice was calm, and his hands were as steady as a mountain. "Don't move, put the person down slowly, hold your head with both hands, and squat down." On the ground.”

Unfortunately, what he faced was not ordinary gangsters, but three desperadoes.

The first one to react was Changmao. When he realized that the gun had been taken away, he let go of his hand and rushed towards Wang Hui.

Originally, three people were lifting Lin Zhiyuan, but Changmao suddenly let go. Black-faced Xiong and Xiaohei couldn't lift Lin Zhiyuan at all, which directly caused Lin Zhiyuan to fall to the ground.

But at this time, Lin Zhiyuan had no time to care about the pain in his body. He stared at Wang Hui and Changmao, and his palms were sweating anxiously.

If the pistol is snatched back by Changmao, it is not ruled out that these people will jump over the wall in a hurry, then both his and Wang Hui's lives will be in danger.

Time passed like lightning. In less than a second, the situation in the private room changed drastically, and a crisp gunshot was heard in the ear.

Wang Hui pulled the trigger without fear. Changmao let out a wail, hugged his thigh and fell to the ground, moaning.

Lin Zhiyuan looked around and saw a blood hole appeared on his hairy thigh, with blood gushing out.

Wang Hui, on the other hand, stood there with a calm face, his hand holding the gun still as steady as a rock. He didn't even look at the long hair lying on the ground, and pointed the gun at the black-faced male.

"Hold your head with both hands and squat on the ground. I don't want to say it a second time." Wang Hui's voice had no ups and downs and was so calm that it made your heart palpitate.

Even Lin Zhiyuan, who was lying on the ground, was cheering for him in his heart.

"Brother, don't be impulsive, let's do it." The black-faced male stared into Wang Hui's eyes and slowly raised his hand.

When Xiao Hei saw that all the big guys were like this, he also imitated them.At this time, his intestines were filled with regret. Looking at Changmao who had been shot, Xiao Hei's heart was filled with fear.

Damn it, where did this man come from?He actually dared to shoot.

Lin Zhiyuan had just gotten up from the ground and before he could speak, something strange happened again.

The black-faced male suddenly raised his leg and kicked Xiao Hei. Xiao Hei's body rushed towards Wang Hui uncontrollably.

Lin Zhiyuan saw something bad, so he threw himself on Xiao Hei and knocked him down from behind. The two of them fell to the ground at the same time.

At the same time, the black-faced Xiong hugged Yuanyuan, pulled out the dagger from the waist, and pressed it against Yuanyuan's throat. The black-faced Xiong smiled ferociously: "Put down your gun, or I will kill this bitch." .”

Now that things have happened, Black-faced Xiongquan understands that if Yuanyuan hadn't reported the incident, how could this operation have been exposed so quickly?

Now he has the intention to kill Yuanyuan, but for the time being he has to use this woman as his shield to escape from here.

No matter how much was going on in the private room, Wang Hui's hand holding the gun did not move, and his eyelids did not blink.

It can be seen that this person's psychological quality is not generally strong.

Wang Hui stared into the black-faced male's eyes and spoke slowly, still without any ups and downs in his voice, "I don't know this woman, so what's the use of threatening me with her?"

Yuanyuan was about to collapse. She shouted at Lin Zhiyuan: "Mr. Lin, you can't ignore me. I was caught by him to save you."

"Don't panic!" Lin Zhiyuan had just pressed Xiao Hei under him, and he was panting from exhaustion. As soon as he said two words to comfort Yuanyuan, the door of the private room was knocked open by someone from outside.

Zhou Shichen and Wang Jinchang rushed in first.

When the first gunshot was fired, fellow Ge'an fellows rushed out. Not only them, but the entire waiters and guests on the second floor heard the gunshot. Following the sound, everyone blocked the door of the private room and surrounded them. It's all watery.

After Boss Cai of Jinye Song and Dance Hall heard the letter, he was so anxious that he ran up sweating profusely. At this time, he still didn't know what happened?

This group of people didn't dare to go in, so they had to watch the excitement in the corridor.

There was chaos inside and outside the private room.

When the black-faced Xiong saw someone coming in again, his expression changed drastically. He used more force with the dagger in his hand, and a fine blood mark appeared on Yuanyuan's white and tender neck. He was so frightened that Yuanyuan burst into tears, "Don't kill me, Brother Xiong, don't kill." I."

"Shut up!" The black-faced Xiong is worthy of being a boss, and he can still maintain stability in such a scene. He first looked at Wang Hui holding the gun, then at Lin Zhiyuan who was pressing on Xiao Hei, and finally His eyes stopped at Long Mao, whose face was pale and lying in a pool of blood.

The black-faced male knew that this kidnapping was completely over, and he couldn't even think about such good things as ransom. All he wanted now was to escape unscathed.

"Mr. Lin, what happened this time is that my brother was reckless. I don't know if there are experts around you. Can Mr. Lin let our brothers go? I swear here that I will never seek revenge on Mr. Lin in the future." Black face Xiong took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Lin, let's make a deal. As long as you let us go, I promise not to kill this woman."

"can."

"No."

Two completely opposite answers came out of Lin Zhiyuan and Wang Hui's mouths at the same time.

The two have different ideas.

What Lin Zhiyuan was thinking was that without Yuanyuan, he would probably be kidnapped by this group of people. No matter what the price, he had to ensure Yuanyuan's safety.Otherwise, who else would be willing to help him in the future?

What Wang Hui wants to do is that he must not let go of this group of extremely vicious gangsters. If these people run away, there will be endless troubles.

The black-faced male was irritated, "Pengjie, I'm talking to your boss, do you have any right to interrupt? If you dare, just blow my head off."

He yelled this at Wang Hui.

"Brother Wang, listen to me and let them go first." Lin Zhiyuan said firmly, "This lady is kind to me, I can't ignore her."

"Mr. Lin, thank you..." Yuanyuan had already burst into tears. The big tears slid down her cheeks and mixed with the blood on her neck, forming a very sad picture.

Wang Hui sighed, his eyes still staring at the black-faced male, and the hand holding the gun still didn't tremble at all, "Take your people and leave this lady behind when you go out."

The black-faced male was overjoyed, and then shouted, "Xiao Hei, hold on to Changmao, let's retreat."

The frightened Xiao Hei got up from the ground, set up his long hair, and walked towards the door.

"Let them go." Lin Zhiyuan also shouted. Zhou Shichen and Wang Jinchang, who were guarding the door, looked at each other and reluctantly made way for a passage.

"Mr. Lin, thank you. I am the most trustworthy person and keep my word. I will let this bitch go when I get to a safe place." The black-faced Xiong still pressed his dagger against Yuanyuan and exited the bag step by step. house.