"Master Qing." Lu Fan muttered this name, carried Chen Hao back from the window, and threw him on the ground.
"You shouldn't know Master Qing's name, you will regret it!" Chen Hao lay paralyzed on the ground, weakly threatening Lu Fan.
"It seems you don't know why he attacked me." Lu Fan looked down at Chen Hao and said lightly.
"I don't know. I also advise you to give up and lose some money and reputation. It's better than offending Mr. Qing and taking a decision." Chen Hao gasped.
"Okay, I'll keep your suggestion."
Lu Fan bent down and reached out to pull Chen Hao up from the ground.
"Don't move!" A cold voice came from behind, "If you move again, I'll beat you to death!"
Lu Fan turned around and saw Wang Bin, whose head was covered in blood, holding a dark pistol and aiming it at his head.
Wu Xiongfei was stunned, pointed angrily at Wang Bin and yelled: "What do you want to do?"
"What?"
Wang Bin sneered and covered his head before striding up to Lu Fan with a gun and laughing crazily: "Come on! Hit me! Aren't you awesome! Aren't you able to hit me? Hit me? Hit me again.
Shall I give it a try? Hit it here, hit it on the face, come on!"
Snapped!
Lu Fan slapped Wang Bin on the face with his backhand.
Wang Bin was stunned.
Wu Xiongfei was also stunned.
Chen Hao was stunned.
The group of horses blocking the door were also stunned.
Wang Bin is Chen Hao's gold-medal thug. He covers a place as big as Dynasty Nightclub. He is ruthless and ruthless. He has done many things like murder and arson. However, from his debut to the present, when has he ever suffered such a big humiliation? He has never been so humiliated.
I have never been as embarrassed as today. I was insulted several times by an unknown person in front of my boss and my younger brother!
Wang Bin was shocked at first, and then became angry with embarrassment!
He put a gun to Lu Fan's head and said harshly: "I'll beat you to death..."
The corners of Lu Fan's eyes were filled with red light, and his originally dull eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.
He stared at Wang Bin with cold eyes and said word by word: "Not long ago, someone pointed a gun at my head, but what do you think he is like now?"
Wang Bin's heart trembled. When he looked into Lu Fan's eyes, the murderous intention in his heart instantly collapsed, and then turned into fear and cowardice.
Compared with him, it seems that Lu Fan is the executioner who kills people, and he is just a lamb to be slaughtered...
Lu Fan held the gun against his head and said, "Shoot, hit between the eyebrows."
"You, what do you want to do?"
Wang Bin's hand holding the gun began to tremble. He had never seen someone so unafraid of death. When someone stared at his head with a gun, shouldn't he kneel on the ground and kowtow to beg him to let him go? This guy actually let himself be beaten.
Damn him...
Lu Fan's hand holding the gun suddenly exerted force, thrust it into the air, and then rotated his body ninety degrees.
Standard roundhouse kick!
boom!
Wang Bin only felt his arm being pulled hard, and then a force of gravity hit his lower abdomen. His body flew out instantly. He watched helplessly as the short gun that should have been in his hand was now holding Lu Fan's.
In his hand, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at him, but the distance was getting farther and farther.
Bang!
Wang Bin's head hit the wine cabinet on the wall again and he fell heavily to the ground.