The slag of rebirth begs to be let go

One shot for one minute, no matter how you listen to it, it is a kind of malicious proposal.

But Du Tuo couldn't care too much. After all, Shang Mo suffered too much damage in Chu Huai's hands in his last life, and was killed in the end, so in this life, Du Tuo would rather fall into Chu Huai's hands by himself than He didn't want to let Shang Mo fall into Chu Huai's hands and suffer any harm.

Therefore, Du Tuo just raised his chin without objecting, but said calmly, "Three shots."

He knew that 3 minutes was enough for Jianying to take them away. Without a tracker, without Chu Huai's people chasing them, and with the route given by Lao Jin, they would definitely be able to escape.

And he himself will try to avoid the vitals and shoot at other places on his body. When the guns are finished and the time is almost up, his people will come and be saved.

Hearing this, the corners of Chu Huai's lips curled up slowly, and there was a hint of cruelty in his eyes. He said solemnly, "Mr. Du is so courageous."

"Don't dare to do it." Du Tuo's eyes became darker, and he said, "However, I have a request."

"What request?" Chu Huai raised his chin and asked.

"Let Mo Mo go first, I will shoot after he leaves for a minute." Du Tuo said calmly.

Chu Huai smiled, but did not answer immediately.

The wind in the night was a little chilly, Chu Huai looked at Du Tuo standing in front of him, some of the meticulously brushed back hair hung down to his forehead, a handsome and resolute face, a white and neat shirt, The black suit pants all showed the unique charm of this man.

This man had been standing on the top before, but now he was pulled down from the top by himself, but despite all kinds of difficulties, there was no expression of weakness or aggrieved expression on that face, but it was calm and calm, which was a bit outrageous.

As if he knew it was going to happen... like he was the one to win...

Chu Huai suddenly felt that he couldn't see through this man. He was obviously surrounded by his own people, but he had an unwavering expression.

Could it be that Du Tuo still has a hand?

Chu Huai shook his head, curled up the corners of his lips, and smiled, even if he saved a hand, as long as Shang Mo is still here, then he is not afraid of making some moths!

"Shang Mo can't leave," Chu Huai slowly refused, "I will let Shang Mo go after Mr. Du fires three shots, otherwise, neither Mr. Du nor Shang Mo can leave."

Du Tuo raised his eyes and looked at Chu Huai, knowing that he had no right to choose, so he said, "Okay, I hope Mr. Chu will keep his word, bring the gun!"

Chu Huai stretched out his hand to the side, and the people on the side respectfully put the pistol in Chu Huai's hand. Chu Huai held the pistol, stared at the gun in his hand for a few seconds, then handed the pistol to Du Tuo, and looked up at him. Looking at Du Tuo, he said, "Mr. Du has made up his mind? He shot himself three times for one person, not to mention that this person may not be able to escape from me."

Du Tuo took the pistol, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he said, "Think it over."

Chu Huai clasped his arms, motioned to Du Tuo for Shang Mo in the car behind him, and said darkly, "I'll give you 1 minute to talk to the little elf, maybe this will be the last sentence between you, I will Even though Chu Huai is cruel and merciless, there is still some kindness."

Du Tuo looked at the gun in his hand, shook his head, and refused expressionlessly, "No need, I'll tell him what I have to say when I go back."

"Mr. Du is so confident that he can go back alive? Or is he so confident that the little elf can go back alive?" Chu Huai raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice.

Du Tuo looked away from the pistol and looked at Chu Huai, with a little determination in his eyes, he said, "It's up to you to see the ending. Besides, Mr. Chu has to go farther now. Bullets don't have eyes, so if you don't care I can't afford to hurt Mr. Chu."

As he said that, he loaded the pistol, and the sound was very loud in this empty suburb, with a little aftermath.

Hearing the words, Chu Huai smiled but not a smile, and said with hooked lips, "I believe in Mr. Du's marksmanship."

"Then thank you Mr. Chu for your high opinion." Du Tuo pointed the pistol at his left arm, narrowed his deep eyes, and fired without hesitation.

The sharp voice swept through the air and rushed to the ears of everyone present.

Jianying held the steering wheel tightly with her hands and clenched her teeth. When had he ever seen his own president in such a self-harm and embarrassment, he felt a little unwilling, but he was powerless. He could only hope that those people would come sooner.

The driver of Shangmo had never seen such a scene before. Seeing Du Tuo shooting himself with a pistol like this, his movements were smooth and smooth without the slightest procrastination, he admired this man from the bottom of his heart.

While Shang Mo was sitting in the back seat of the car, he was absent-mindedly watching Du Tuo's shirt being torn. The bullet pierced into Du Tuo's arm, and blood bloomed immediately, staining the white shirt red.

It was only less than a second, but Shang Mo felt as if a century had passed so far away. When he came back to his senses, his hand was already tightly clenched, and his nails were sunk into the flesh, revealing a little bloodshot, sharp pain came.

There was even a dullness in the chest.

Originally, Shang Mo could still grit his teeth when he heard Du Tuo's words, "Let's take this as compensation for what I did in the previous life." He felt that since Du Tuo said so, it should be regarded as Make up for it, but when he heard Chu Huai say that one shot is for 1 minute, and Du Tuo said three shots, he suddenly froze, and then when he saw him shoot himself in the hand, Shang Mo didn't know why, and his heart There is always an uncomfortable feeling.

That feeling is not reluctance, nor is it distressed, but an indescribable feeling.

Shang Mo was still holding the mobile phone that Du Tuo plugged in, and it seemed that Du Tuo's temperature still remained on it. He clenched it tightly, then gritted his teeth, lowered his eyes, and decided not to watch the next two shots.

But if you close your eyes and don't look at it, your ears can hear it.

Du Tuo stood with his back to him, so he couldn't see Shang Mo. After he shot himself, he raised his left hand expressionlessly and loaded the pistol with difficulty.

Since the left arm was shot, so the strength used at this time was not strong. Du Tuo gritted his teeth and exerted force, but the result was that more and more blood flowed from the left arm, soaking the wound around the wound red A circle of cloth.

I don't know how long it took me to load it with difficulty, and was about to shoot again.

Chu Huai, who was standing opposite him, said with deep eyes, "Could it be that Mr. Du still shot in his left hand? In this case, even if he is lucky enough to escape from me tonight, this hand will be useless. Du Always think twice."

Du Tuo didn't even raise his eyes, and said softly, "I know very well, don't think twice."

Chu Huai raised his chin, stretched out his hand to hold the gun body, and prevented Du Tuo from shooting again, then met Du Tuo's raised eyes, and said coldly, "I'll give Mr. Du a chance."

Du Tuo asked, "What chance?"

Chu Huai said, "As long as you promise not to meet Shang Mo from now on, not to pay attention to everything about him, not to help him in secret, not to love him, the remaining two shots will be avoided."

Du Tuo chuckled lightly upon hearing this.

Chu Huai raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Du Tuo curled his lips, and his clear voice drifted in the wind, "I can agree to the first three, but I can't do it anyway if I don't love him, so I'm laughing at this unfortunate opportunity."

"You..." Chu Huai's eyes darkened, and then he said coldly, "You are Du Tuo who has always been weak, and you will only be in trouble in the future! Also, do you think that loving him is a good thing? You It will just push him to hell faster!"

Du Tuo looked up at Chu Huai, his eyes were cold, and he said, "Then finish those people before they do anything!"

"Then how will Boss Du end me?" Chu Huai rolled up the corners of his lips and said sarcastically, "Could it be that he has been in the top position for too long and is used to talking big!"

Du Tuo smiled and didn't say anything. Since he could say those words, it proved that he had a solution, but the time hadn't come yet. He narrowed his eyes, and if he didn't guess wrong, those people were coming soon.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Chu Huai put his arms around his arms and said in a cold voice, "Since Mr. Du doesn't want this opportunity, there's nothing I can do. There are two shots left. Mr. Du, shoot. The longer the time drags on, the more blood will flow , your life is in danger."

Du Tuo pursed his lips, then raised his right hand, pointed the gun at his left arm farther away from the wound, his eyes darkened, and then pressed down.

With a sound of "bang--", when the bullet penetrated into the flesh, Du Tuo felt that his left arm had lost feeling, a little sweat was soaked on his forehead, and there was cold sweat in his vest, and his legs seemed unable to stand up. The body is as weak, and the right hand holding the gun is also a little weak.

He gritted his teeth tightly, without showing a single bit of weakness or pain on his face.

Chu Huai looked at him coldly, his arms around him were also tightened, his hands grabbed the clothes on his body tightly, and finally let go.

In the car, although Shang Mo couldn't see with his eyes, when he heard Du Tuo's conversation with Chu Huai and the gunshot, he felt pain in his heart.

He understood the feeling of a bullet passing through flesh and blood, he had experienced it in his last life, that shot pierced his back and hit his chest, at that moment, the pain spread from that place to his whole body, it was unbearable.

Therefore, for the first shot, he could still regard it as Du Tuo's repayment for the shot he made in his previous life, but he couldn't calm down after the second shot.

After all, this man wanted to shoot himself because of him.

He thought, the relationship between him and Du Tuo was really quarreling and chaotic. Could it be that Du Tuo killed him in the last life, so in this life, he was asked to kill Du Tuo by Shangmo?

He shook his head, if it was such a rebirth, it would be better than rebirth!

At least there won't be so much trouble and disturbance!

Here, Du Tuo was sweating all over his body, his clothes were soaked, his hair was also soaked in cold sweat, and he looked a bit embarrassed.

His hands and feet were weak, but he still stood with gritted teeth, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hands, his eyes were downcast, and there was only one thought in his mind, one more shot, and one more shot, Mo Mo could go.