"Ahem, Miss Cynthia, if you have something to say... let's talk it over, let's talk it out, hehe..."
He raised his hands subconsciously and held his head.
The man looked at Bo Jinghan with a playful smile, his green glass eyes rolling around, obviously thinking of a countermeasure. Bo Jinghan didn't lose his aura at all, he just looked at him calmly. His eyelids didn't tremble.
The hand didn't tremble, and the arm holding the gun was raised steadily and straight, so that the black muzzle of the gun was facing the man's eyebrows.
Not those with some experience can easily escape and approach her. The muzzle of her gun was kept at an excellent distance from his forehead. It was obviously trained by a veteran who played with guns. She knew that only at this distance, Rao
No matter how fast he is, if he wants to escape, as long as she doesn't want him to escape, if she pulls the trigger, this person's life will be immediately destroyed by that bullet!
Therefore, the man who still doesn't understand what Bo Jinghan is doing at this moment treats Bo Jinghan with this attitude.
The look on his face was definitely flattering.
The movements are also very coordinated.
And Bo Jinghan also liked the smart man in front of him very much. He raised his eyebrows slightly and moved the trigger slightly indicatively: "Well, by chance, I also have something to say to you... You guys, let's talk it over carefully!"
Cold sweat slid down my forehead unconsciously.
He was originally a little curious about what kind of person the young master was, who was able to smear his face over and over again and tormented him so much that he needed to stay in bed to recuperate, so he wanted to see it with his own eyes. Who knew that he would see it with his own eyes?
This woman has indeed appeared on the covers of newspapers and magazines. She is a beautiful oriental doll, what can be called... well, the beauty of the world.
But, there is a hint of ruthlessness in this beauty.
No wonder now, every time I mention him, the young master's expression is so subtle, as if he is constipated!
The more he thought about it, the more the man felt a chill in his back. He looked towards the opposite side, the man standing in front of the car door on the other side. Seeing that he was also pointing a gun at the people next to Bao Jinghan, he felt a little calmer and glanced at it.
The scene in the carriage made the corners of his mouth curl up involuntarily.
It seemed that the three souls and six souls had returned to the body, and the altar was clear, so he raised his eyebrows at Bao Jinghan again, his tone lost the urgency just now, and even had a smile: "Oh? Since it's such a coincidence
, why don’t Miss Bo put away these unharmonious things and come with me? My master has been waiting for you for a long time, and now, I’m afraid he’s getting anxious!”
"Oh, you're threatening me? Threatening me with an old man who... only dares to hide behind others, pretend to be a ghost, fake his own death to escape, and lives like a turtle?!"
Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows, his words were very cold and full of disdain.
After hearing this, the man couldn't help but shudder as he thought of the particularly worthless old man who was complained and belittled by Bo Jinghan.
When he raised his eyes to meet Bo Jinghan's bright eyes, he couldn't help but think maliciously: Humph, when you see the old man's methods, you will know what kind of person that old turtle is! Oh no...it's the old man!
With this thought in mind, the man smiled deeper and made a gesture towards the light curtain behind him in the dark.
I saw a dense crowd of people walking through the light curtain.
Then, I heard him say proudly: "Miss Bo, I'm not threatening you, I just don't want you to suffer. After all, you are a beauty. If I accidentally hurt you, it would be bad, right?"
