Such a close distance, such an unexpected gun, was pointed at Chen Xin'an's forehead.
As long as the old man named Lin He hooks his finger, the bullet can penetrate into Chen Xin'an's head!
A Biao stood up holding his right hand, stood outside the car door and saw this scene, and shouted in surprise: "Master, shoot and kill him!"
Lin He was unmoved and just looked at Chen Xin'an with hatred, as if he wanted to eat him.
A Biao knew he was afraid. The old man was just an old man after all. He had never killed a cow in his life, so he had never killed a human being!
"Master, think of the tragic way the young master died!
It was the man in front of you who killed him. He was the one who kicked the young master downstairs!
That's twenty-eight floors!
The young master fell to death just like that!
You always love him so much and like to hold him since you were a child.
But now, you can't even hold his urn! "
Listening to A Biao's words, the old man let out a whimpering cry. His hand holding the leading pistol was trembling, but he just didn't dare to press the trigger!
A Biao was a little anxious. If he hadn't been afraid that Chen Xin'an would take advantage of him when he grabbed the gun, he would have taken the gun and shot it for the old man!
A Biao glanced at Chen Xin'an and said to the old man: "Master, if you don't shoot, this kid will run away!
Do you really want to watch the murderer of the young master walk away in such a big way?
The young master died so tragically, he probably called grandpa before he died. He just wanted you to avenge him!
Master, don’t hesitate to kill this young master’s murderer! "
The old man's hand holding the gun really moved!
A Biao's eyes widened with joy, watching the old man move his body slowly.
I don’t know if it’s because he’s been sitting for too long. The old man’s body is very stiff now. He is turning his body bit by bit like a puppet, and the muzzle of the gun slowly leaves Chen Xin’an!
What does it mean?
A Biao looked at the old man with wide eyes and saw that there was sweat on his forehead and his body looked very clumsy.
The muzzle of the gun turned little by little, and finally stopped, with the muzzle pointed at his head!
A Biao was a little panicked, sir, what are you doing?
The guy next to you is your enemy. I'm on the same team as you. Why are you pointing a gun at me?
Chen Xin'an said boredly: "Don't worry, he can't shoot!"
At this time, A Biao suddenly discovered that there was a silver needle stuck in the tiger's mouth of the old man's hands!
When was this put in place? Don't say he didn't know, even the driver didn't see it.
Only Lin He knew clearly that when he took out the dragon-head pistol, these two silver needles were stuck in his hands!
Then his two arms turned into two pieces of wood, completely out of control!
So it's not that he doesn't want to shoot, the key is that the hand is no longer his own, and he can't fire even if he wants to!
The enemy is right in front of him. As long as he pulls the trigger, the enemy will be killed!
But now this simple action cannot be completed!
Can he not feel aggrieved? Can you not be angry?
But A Biao, this damn idiot, was still chattering in the narration, and he was looking for the most painful words to say in his heart.
His blood-soaked heart was constantly peeled off, and salt and alcohol were repeatedly sprinkled on it, causing him heart-breaking pain!
If he could move his fingers, the first person he would kill would be the bastard A Biao!
Even if he couldn't fire the gun, A Biao felt uncomfortable being pointed at by his master with a gun like this.
He also understood that what he just said would offend both parties, so he made a very smart decision.
He simply left the master and the driver alone and ran away!
Chen Xin'an didn't bother to chase him, and he wasn't an important person.
He reached out and took the faucet pistol in the old man's hand, and then with three strokes, he tore it apart, leaving only a wooden faucet, which he stuffed back into the old man's hand.
Chen Xin'an looked at Lin He and said to him: "You'd better listen clearly when I speak now!
If you want to avenge your grandson, you can come to me, but if you dare to involve my family, I will kill the entire Lin family!
You have two sons and a daughter, right? And one grandson and three granddaughters?
If you dare to have any ideas about my family and friends, I will destroy your Lin family! "
Lin He's body trembled, and when he looked at Chen Xin'an, that murderous intent was definitely not a pretense to scare people!
Chen Xin'an curled her lips and said to him: "I don't care what excuse you have, let alone who is right or wrong, as long as someone hurts my relatives and friends, he will have only one end, death!"
Why do these words sound so familiar? Lin He frowned, and immediately realized that this was his style! He is the kind of person who helps his relatives but not others!
I didn’t expect this guy to be too! Even more unreasonable than him!
Chen Xin'an looked at Lin He coldly and said, "Don't think that your grandson is your heartthrob. Anyone who hurts him will die!
To me, your grandson is just a piece of walking garbage. He doesn't do his job properly, uses his power to bully others, and tries to get in and out of society just because he has a father and grandfather who have a little money. There is no bottom line at all!
If your family doesn’t educate this kind of scum, then let me educate you and send him directly to reincarnation so that he can be a good person in his next life!
The same goes for you, don’t think that because you are old, you will rely on your old age!
I have plenty of means to deal with you self-righteous so-called rich people!
Do you believe that I can kill all your descendants one by one in front of you, leaving you helpless and helpless?
Just let you be sent off by white-haired people to black-haired people again and again, and in the end you are left alone, letting you continue to linger in this world, but you can't die! "
With a pinch of his fingers, Chen Xin'an pulled out the silver needles from Lin He's hands. Lin He lowered his arms slumped, his eyes frightened, his body trembling as he looked at Chen Xin'an and cursed: "Devil! You are the devil!"
What Chen Xin'an said just now really touched on what he feared the most in his heart, and it was the consequences he least wanted to see!
So this sentence extinguished his original desire to take revenge at all costs, even if it cost him his life!
Chen Xin'an patted Lin He on the shoulder, smiled and said to him:
"I'll let you go today, but next time I'll start with your little grandson who has just entered the third grade of elementary school!
If you want revenge, just do it earlier. Give me an excuse, my hands are itchy too! "
Pointing to the people at the entrance of the supermarket, Chen Xin'an said with a smile:
"The people you sent are good. They know everything about your family. They told me how many times you got up at night!
Send more good people like this to me in the future, and then I can dig up all the ancestral graves of your Lin family!
Okay, see you later!
Don’t be discouraged. If you didn’t succeed this time, maybe you will succeed next time?
I'm waiting for you to come to me again! "
Old Lin He burst into tears and cursed at him: "Fuck you! You beast!"
Chen Xin'an had already walked away. Lin He took out his mobile phone with desperate eyes, looked at Lin Shuai's photo on it, and cried out in pain: "Oh grandson! Grandpa can't avenge you!"
Without taking a taxi, Chen Xin'an ran all the way back to Panlong Bay. It was more than 30 kilometers and was used as marathon morning training.
As soon as I arrived at the door guard, I heard the security guard who had just changed his shift say: "Xiao Hu, let me tell you guys who work the night shift, you must wear two pairs of pants!
There are several trousers-picking maniacs appearing near the community. Last night, Da Zhou was stripped by two perverts. It was so terrifying! "
Chen Xin'an felt a chill after hearing this, remembering Da Zhou's ugly face that looked like a car accident scene, and felt a little numb.
Are all perverts so heavy on taste now?
If he even took off Da Zhou's pants, wouldn't it be more dangerous for a little fresh meat like himself?
It seems that I have to be more careful when I go home from now on!
