Gu Jingze's signature sneer appeared on his lips again.
He casually grabbed another pen and plunged it into the side of Jiang Muqi's face.
"Poof!"
The pen stretched across Jiang Muqi's face, as if he was holding a chopstick in his mouth.
The difference is that chopsticks will fall when you open your mouth, but neither can a pen, because it penetrates the right cheek from the left cheek.
"Ouch!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Jiang Muqi's mouth was penetrated, and he roared in pain.
Because he couldn't open his mouth, all the sounds were squeezed out of his throat.
His whole cheek couldn't help but twitch, and blood kept flowing down.
Jiang Musi's expression was painful and ferocious, and he stared at Gu Jingze, wanting to speak but unable to do so.
He hates it.
I hate myself for why I laid off the staff.
If they were here, they wouldn't have let Gu Jingze come in quietly.
Even if Gu Jingze comes in, he can't even think about getting out.
But now there is no one outside, and I can't even make a call.
He hated his men for failing to kill Gu Jingze.
If they could kill Gu Jingze yesterday, they would not be injured today.
He also hated Gu Jingze for being so powerful, so powerful that he felt terrified.
"Lao Gu, Lao Mo, why haven't you arrived yet?"
"hateful!"
"If you don't come back, you may not be able to see me again."
Jiang Muqi said secretly in his heart.
Gu Jingze looked at Jiang Musi's injured area and laughed.
"Jiang Muzaki, don't you want to kill me?"
"Kill!"
"I'm right here with you!"
"I'll give you a chance and you'll kill me?"
Gu Jingze asked coldly, speaking in island dialect, with a sense of gloating on his expression.
Within a few days, Gu Jingze was able to communicate in simple island dialect.
"Don't you really want to kill me?"
"Now I give you a chance, I'm right in front of you."
"snort!"
"You tried to kill me over and over again, but what happened?"
"I lost my wife and lost my troops!"
"You think you can kill me with just your strength?"
"You are too naive!"
Gu Jingze spoke word by word. As soon as he finished the last sentence, he picked up the iron bookshelf again and hit Jiang Musi on the head.
"Idiot stuff!"
"The north door of your brain is pinched!"
"Kill me?"
"Do you have what it takes?"
"Dong dong dong!"
He was hit on the head three times in a row, the skin on his forehead was scratched, and blood flowed down.
"Uh...uh..."
"Woooo..."
"Gu..."
Jiang Musi was speechless and was about to explode with anger.
Because the pen penetrated the cheek, the mouth could not be closed, causing saliva to flow out continuously.
While dodging, he was so angry that he could only look at Gu Jingze with murderous eyes.
ah!
Lao Gu, Lao Mo, why haven't you arrived yet?
Come over quickly and kill Gu Jingze for me.
I want him dead!
Jiang Muqi roared hysterically in his heart.
He regretted that he had scolded all his men and sent them away.
He looked forward to Lao Gu and Lao Mo arriving soon.
As long as they arrive, I still have a chance to survive. Otherwise, it will be very difficult.
He understood Gu Jingze's strength.
He wanted to kill Gu Jingze at all costs, and it was impossible for Gu Jingze to let him go.
"Hiss..."
"I won't......"
"Kill you!"
Jiang Musi shook his head to keep himself awake, and even though he couldn't roar, he roared with difficulty.
His injured right hand swung open the decorations on the desk, and his left hand took the opportunity to grab the pistol in the drawer.
In his eyes, without helpers, only guns can solve the problem at hand.
If you get a gun yourself, you might be able to kill him with one shot.
"Whoosh!"
He reached into the drawer with his left hand, preparing to get the gun again.
Gu Jingze had already seen through his trajectory, grabbed the steel ornament that Jiang Musi had swung away, and smashed it down on his arm.
Gu Jingze's strength was like a meteorite falling from the sky, carrying the power to create the world.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound of bone breaking sounded.
It was obvious that Jiang Kuzaki's arm was broken.
"ah......"
Jiang Musi screamed in pain, his face changed drastically.
His entire face was extremely pale, almost whiter than the white-painted walls, and countless beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.
"Clang!"
Gu Jingze glanced at the steel ornaments, threw them away, and sneered.
"You underestimate me!"
"You still think too highly of yourself."
"You actually want to use such a cheap strategy in front of me!"
"hehe!"
"Forget it, I won't play with you anymore."
Gu Jingze pulled out the pistol from his waist, turned the silencer, and pointed it at Jiang Musi.
"Woo...wu...don't..."
Jiang Muqi saw Gu Jingze pull out his pistol, his eyes widened like lanterns, and he shook his head desperately.
Because the pen penetrated both cheeks, he made a vague cry for mercy in his throat.
"Oh... no... don't kill..."
"I...I was wrong..."
"Please..."
While speaking, he knelt on the ground out of extreme fear.