It's the top hand | gun.

It may be difficult to feel the pressure of a live gun through the screen, but Fu Youzhi looked at the extremely industrial minimalist design, with a black cold light flashing all over her body, and there were even some traces of use at the muzzle...

"hiss……"

Fu Youzhi took a breath of air conditioning.

The life and death of ordinary people are not subject to the God of Wealth.

But uncle's life and death...

She couldn't sit idly.

Her light brown eyes slowly became darker, and her burning eyes stared at Gu Yanchen.

Gu Yanchen's fingertips were reflected by the pure black killer, and there was no blood in his eyes. His slender words were tilted on the chair, like a patient with a serious and irritating tone, and his black eyes were like a sharp blade.

"Big nephew, when you were young, I was chased by your father and left home. I never taught you anything. Do you think battle is dancing and singing? Men, take some blood."

His hands were extremely quick to move, and he removed the magazines. A few bullets with cold light "ding Ding Dangdang" fell on the table, leaving only the last one.

"I don't need to say more about international practices, right?" The weapon even seemed much smaller in his big hands with clear joints.

"Six shots, only one shot can kill someone's life. You come first?"

He looked like a polite gentleman, looking at the opposite side leisurely, sweating profusely, and Gu Zhichen was fighting.

Gu Zhitong, didn't move.

My body kept using my brain, and I couldn't even raise my hands. The cold sweat made my training clothes wet, and my face turned pale.

Gu Yanchen looked at him like a waste. The Gu family leader has built a wealthy family for generations, and no one is a hero. He has never had a coward like him.

"Don't dare?" He smiled coldly, his fingers instantly tightened, and he held the weapon in his hand. His black pupils seemed to have frozen.

"I'll help you."

The spear head aimed at Gu Zhijue. Gu Zhijue didn't even have the strength to escape. The bodyguard behind him seemed to be nailed to his feet by a nail. He timidly did not dare to approach him. He actually let Gu Yanchen take the weapon and aim it at him, and his index finger hit the trigger!

"Wow!"

A small voice that was not very terrifying actually scared everyone's cold sweat. Gu Zhijuan raised his head and everything happened, as if he had survived the disaster. He swallowed hard and spitted.

Everyone looked at Gu Yanchen, who was careless about everything, with his pale and weak fingers hanging on his weapon, and his mouth was covered with a devil-like smile.

"Sorry, I'm too weak, I can't even pull the trigger-"

There was a loud "Bang!!!".

He was still talking sickly the last second, but before he finished speaking, he pulled the trigger and fired a shot!

The sirens of the car outside the window roared instantly, and Gu Zhijuan felt that his ear drum was about to break, and his brain was like boiling boiling water, bubbling.

"Big nephew, I just slid my hand and remembered it clearly. This is the sound of the gun."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Zhijue didn't wait for Gu Zhijue to come back, "Bang bang bang bang" sounded deafening again. The walls of the house were constantly swaying. Gu Zhijue was so scared that he fell to the ground by the huge vibration.

"Big nephew, there is the last one. Who do you think you should hit??"

Gu Yanchen finally stood up. He moved extremely slowly, carrying a powerful, almost bloody pressure, and slowly walked out of the training room with a big hand holding Gu Zhiju's hair.

The sun shines outside, scorching the earth.

Every time he took a step, there would naturally be a man in black in black wearing sunglasses holding up black umbrellas for him. He carried Gu Zhijue to the outside and walked to the place where all the cameras gathered.

"My good brother, Gu Yicheng!" He was not angry enough, his voice was not loud, but he had a strong threat and shock.

"Aren't you afraid that I will help you lose your son and grandson? Don't be an old turtle, come out quickly. I'm so stubborn. Miss you!"

No one responded to him, and he also expected that since Gu Yicheng didn't come out at the beginning, he probably planned to pretend to be a grandson to the end.

What does this mean?

It’s definitely not that Gu Yicheng was afraid of him, but...

Gu Yicheng won with one blow and was sure to turn the tables in full!

Every step that follows can only be more cautious.

Gu Yanchen stood coldly under the sun, and the black umbrella blocked all the light. He looked like an abandoned child who was not favored by the light.

Condescendingly, looking at Gu Zhiju lying on the ground like a dog, the strong desire for revenge in his body became more and more intense.

It was because the whole family was going to celebrate his third birthday that Gu Yicheng directed the car accident and burned his parents to death in a fire...

When he crawled out of the sea of ​​blood in northern Myanmar with this weapon, he was drunk and dreaming of death in his private club...

The weapon in his hand pointed at Gu Zhijuan, his fingers uncontrollably to the trigger, and just slashed it lightly...

No one knows what he is thinking with a cold smile...

"Uncle!" Fu Youzhi ran over, her light brown eyes seemed to be a god who could peek at people's hearts.

"I'm not a bet," Fu Youzhi said firmly, the clear voice spread throughout the live broadcast room, and it kept echoing in his ear drums.

"I am your little bride."

Gu Yanchen never wanted to have any disguise in front of her, so on the wedding night, he came to her directly in front of her as a god of killing in the world.

He wanted her to know from the very beginning that he was actually not a good person at all.

If you want to run, please run quickly.

However, Fu Youzhi clearly guessed his thoughts, but stood firmly beside him and solemnly told him:

"I am your little bride."

With a "pop", the weapon fell to the ground. His eyes were red and he hugged Fu Youzhi's thin body tightly.

Fu Youzhi's hand slowly stroked his back and whispered in his ear,

"Uncle, it has nothing to do with good or evil, I am your little bride..."

Gu Yanchen smiled in a panic. He hugged her tightly, as if a lonely child had found the most precious treasure in the world.

If everything I lost was to be able to exchange Fu Youzhi for him, then he would be lucky...

The live broadcast room was not sure whether it was true or false, and it was very quarrelsome, and the fans were disappointed and they didn't dare to dance around. But Gu Zhiju's original loyal fans jumped out to clean up the floor.

No matter how complicated the outside speeches are, they cannot interfere with Gu Yanchen's heart and a pair of extremely stable hands-

"Creating Youth" is about to be on stage, and the backstage is busy preparing the makeup and clothing of the trainees. Even the makeup artist who loves the romance has been seconded. Only Fu Youzhi and Gu Yanchen are left in the dressing room.

She raised her head slightly, closed her eyes, and mumbled dissatisfiedly,

"Uncle, you are a big man, can you put on makeup? You drove Sister Zhao away. Will I go on stage without makeup later?"

"Open your eyes and see for yourself?" Gu Yanchen said softly.
Chapter completed!