Ji Xinghui's right hand holding the gun shook violently, and he had to hold his right hand with his left hand to steady his momentum.
Si Nian stood to the side and silently took a picture of Ji Xinghui raising a gun against Ji Yuting.
The clicking sound of the rear camera awakened Ji Xinghui's rationality.
He looked at Xi Nian and then at Ji Yuting in confusion.
Si Nian smiled: "Ji Xinghui, originally you might not have been detained for ten years, but now you are threatening the director of the National Bureau of Investigation and even pointing a gun at the director. Your nature is so bad that I am afraid you will be detained for more than ten years."
Ji Xinghui fell into extreme despair, "Ji Yuting, you are teasing me again. What you did is just forcing me to shoot you."
Ji Yuting always had a calm expression and was not afraid at all, which made Ji Xinghui feel unsure.
He didn't believe that anyone could be unafraid at gunpoint, "You took the bullet out, right? There is no bullet in the gun, you deliberately tricked me! Give me a blank gun!"
"You don't dare to shoot like this, so let me try for you."
Ji Yuting was very disappointed and quickly ducked in front of him. Before he could react, he held his hand holding the gun, pointed the muzzle downward, and shot Ji Xinghui in the thigh.
There was a loud bang, a deafening sound.
Ji Xinghui's thigh was pierced by a bullet and he was bleeding profusely. His heart-rending screams of pain echoed in the ancestral hall.
Strong unwillingness and hatred drove him to decisively target Ji Yuting this time and pull the trigger.
But there was a clicking sound from the gun in his hand.
There are no more bullets.
Ji Yuting only fired one bullet.
Ji Xinghui was so angry that he almost went crazy. He clearly had the chance to kill Ji Yuting with one shot!!
One night, his psychological defense was worn down several times by Ji Yuting. It was gradually broken down and he collapsed in despair.
Ji Yuting admired his incompetent struggle, and said in a cold-blooded tone, "Ji Xinghui, the high-level prison is waiting for you, and you will be taken away by others."
Si Nian immediately stepped forward to pull people up.
There was a sudden noise outside the ancestral hall, and the door was forced open.
Ji Yong, who was supposed to be working in a small county town, unexpectedly returned to S city.
"Ah Hui!"
He rushed forward and pushed Si Nian away, hugged Ji Xinghui, and looked at the injury on his leg with distress.
Ji Xinghui seemed to have found a savior in despair, "Dad, he is going to send me to the hell of the high-level prison. Please save me. I don't want to go, let alone die!"
Ji Yong suppressed his inner hatred for Ji Yuting and softened his tone to persuade:
"Yu Ting, after all, Ah Hui is a descendant of the Ji family. How could you have the heart to send him to that place and kill him? He was at fault in this matter, but the punishment shouldn't be so severe! You
Even if you give him a whip, don't send him to a high-level prison. Let's deal with your family's affairs behind closed doors at home!"
Ji Yuting was unmoved, "When he colluded with outsiders and harmed grandpa, why didn't he think of what would happen if he was exposed? Since he did it, he must have the consciousness to take responsibility for his crime. He will be handcuffed and taken away."
"Okay bro."
Si Nian took out the handcuffs and stepped forward, but Ji Yong stood in front of him, not allowing him to touch Ji Xinghui.
"Ji Yuting, you are so cruel. He is your cousin. Your grandfather and grandson are all alone. You are not willing to watch him give away his white hair to his black hair!"
Ji Yuting lost his patience, "Sending him to a high-level prison to serve his sentence is already my most lenient way to deal with it. Although his life there is not easy, he can barely have enough food and clothing to live well. Even if he dies, he will not be able to bear it."
He chose to commit suicide for this pain, he brought it on himself, take it away!"
"No! No!"
The ancestral hall was in chaos.
Cries, shouts, begging for mercy, and wailing were mixed together, creating a terrifying atmosphere.
Until Uncle Li hurriedly came to stop the farce in the ancestral hall, "Master Yu, the old man is awake. Don't deal with Master Hui yet. Go see the old man!"