Because Zhu Licheng suddenly pulled out his gun, something happened suddenly. Not only Luo Hao, who was pointed at by him, did not notice, but even Zhu Zhiyuan, who was standing next to him, did not notice it. Until the gunshot, everyone was shocked!
嘡! 嘡!
Two orange-red muzzle flames burst out from the muzzle of the pistol in Zhu Licheng's hand, and two nine-millimeter pistol bullets accelerated through the rifling and flew toward Luo Hao at the other end of the conference table.
Feeling the breath of death coming from those two bullets, Luo Hao's eyes instantly narrowed into the most dangerous needle-like shape! Without any hesitation, Luo Hao's body quickly dodged to his right.
Although Luo Hao made a dodge action in time, because the distance between him and Zhu Licheng was too close and he could not dodge, his left arm was still plowed with two deep wounds by bullets. Luo Hao fell to the ground.
, covering his bleeding arm, letting out a dull groan of pain.
"elder brother!"
"Haozi!"
"Lo!"
Various names were mixed in the conference room. Qi Fan raised his head and looked at Zhu Licheng, who was holding a pistol in his hand and looking a little ferocious. A murderous look burst out from his eyes!
Seeing that he had not killed Luo Hao, the expression on Zhu Licheng's face became even more ferocious. A trace of madness flashed in his eyes. He pointed the gun at Luo Hao who fell on the ground and shouted: "Luo Hao, I'm going to kill you."
,Kill you!"
But will Zhu Licheng succeed? The answer is obviously no! No, there is still Zhu Zhiyuan standing next to him. When he pointed his gun at Luo Hao for the second time, Qi Fan took action! Qi Fan rushed directly to the meeting
The table, then the inertia of the sprint and the smooth top of the conference table, slid towards Zhu Licheng who was still holding the pistol in his hand.
Qi Fan kicked Zhu Licheng hard on the chest, causing him to lose his balance while standing on the ground and jump straight off the conference table. At the same time as Qi Fan jumped off the conference table, his right hand
The knife in his hand had already slashed hard at Zhu Licheng's right hand holding the gun.
Click!
A crisp sound of bone breaking reached the ears of everyone present. Zhu Licheng looked at the pistol that was originally in his hand but now fell to the ground, and stood there blankly for less than a second.
Finally, holding his right wrist that had been deformed by Qi Fan's knife, he began to howl like a ghost.
The arm bones were violently broken by force. Just thinking about this kind of pain is enough to make people tremble all over. However, Qi Fan was obviously not ready to let Zhu Licheng go just like that. His right hand was like a claw and he thrust out,
He grabbed Zhu Licheng's neck and lifted Zhu Licheng, who was 180 centimeters tall, with just one right hand and pressed him against the wall at the front of the conference room used for projecting projections.
Qi Fan's eyes were coldly staring at Zhu Licheng, who was pressed against the wall by him, his face flushed red. His eyes were filled with murderous intent that was so strong that he couldn't get rid of it. As long as the fingers of his right hand were stuck on Zhu Licheng's neck, and a few more
With his strength, he could easily crush Zhu Licheng's throat bone.
"Qi Fan, if you dare to touch me, my dad will definitely kill you!" Zhu Licheng, who was pressed against the wall and had some difficulty breathing, used his left hand to try to break open Qi Fan's right hand stuck on his neck.
"Then let's try and see if I dare to touch you today!" Qi Fan's eyes were blood red, he snorted coldly, and applied force to his right hand again.
In Qi Fan's heart, Luo Hao is his brother and his closest relative. Zhu Licheng suddenly shot Luo Hao and caused Luo Hao to suffer such a serious injury in his arm. This undoubtedly angered Qi Fan's bottom line. It emanated from him.
The murderous aura that came out almost scared Zhu Licheng to the point of urinary incontinence.
"Keep this man alive!" Zhu Zhiyuan, who had regained his composure, begged Qi Fan on behalf of his son.
"Whoever touches my brother will die!" Qi Fan, with a cold expression, showed no intention of compromising.
In desperation, Zhu Zhiyuan had no choice but to seek help from Luo Hao, who was being helped up from the ground. Although it was somewhat ridiculous for the dignified deputy commander of the military region to surrender to a child less than twenty years old, Zhu Zhiyuan had no choice because he was now facing death.
The person who was threatening was his biological son, and among so many people present, only Luo Hao was able to persuade Qi Fan.
"Fan, let him go!" Luo Hao said to Qi Fan, who was filled with murderous aura.
"But he..."
"Let him go!"
Qi Fan snorted coldly and let Zhu Licheng, who was pressed against the wall, slide to the ground. Zhu Licheng, who had experienced the transition from death to life, covered his red neck and coughed continuously to relieve the discomfort in his throat.
He looked at Luo Hao, whose left arm was bleeding profusely, with malicious eyes, and said, "Luo Hao, I'm going to kill you!" Then he crawled towards the pistol that fell on the ground.
"Stubborn!"
Just when Qi Fan raised his foot to kick Zhu Licheng, Zhu Zhiyuan had already taken the lead and kicked Zhu Licheng two or three meters away. After knocking down several wooden chairs next to him, he hit the wall hard.
"The traitor!"
Zhu Zhiyuan glared angrily, and after Zhu Licheng curled up on the ground, he said to Luo Hao: "Luo Hao, if you can trust me, just leave this traitor to me. I promise to give you a satisfactory explanation!"
Luo Hao glanced at Zhu Zhiyuan, who had an upright face and firm eyes, and agreed to his request. He chose to agree to Zhu Zhiyuan's request, partly because of his trust in himself, and partly because of Zhao Guobang's respect for Zhu Zhiyuan.
Evaluation. Zhao Guobang once said, if in ancient times, Zhu Zhiyuan would have been a famous general if he had governed the army strictly and strictly!
"Guard! Take this traitor back to the military area!" Zhu Zhiyuan said hello to Rong Hao and Xu Guowei, and then walked out of the conference room with a bad expression.
"Luo Hao, you, the son of a traitor, why did you get Yunxi, why!? I'm going to kill you, kill you!" Zhu Licheng, who was twisted out of the conference room, still cursed at Luo Hao with a ferocious expression on his face.
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"Haozi, the wound on your arm is very deep. You have to go to the hospital for treatment immediately!" Xu Xudong said anxiously, looking at Luo Hao's bleeding arm.
"I'm going to drive, my car is nearby!"
When Yuan Jingxuan was about to turn around and go out, he was stopped by Rong Hao, who said to Xu Xudong: "Dong, go and drive my car. Anyway, there is still traffic control, and my car has military plates, don't worry about it.
Traffic lights and speeding!”
Yunxi, who was waiting quietly in the car downstairs, suddenly heard gunfire from upstairs and felt a little uneasy. When she saw Zhu Licheng being put into a military jeep by two guards and leaving quickly,
The uneasiness in my heart was even worse.
Combining the previous gunshots and Zhu Licheng who was forcibly escorted away, Yunxi quickly figured out what happened with his IQ. Yunxi rushed into the TV station in a hurry. As soon as he ran to the second floor, he was confronted by
I met Luo Hao who was being helped down the stairs, his arm still bleeding.