My personal school belle president

Chapter 1815 Make a movie? (3th update)
The shrill screams were particularly ear-piercing in the box.

Those little boys and gangsters all stared blankly at Brother Han whose palm had been pierced by a beer bottle, and his spine felt chills, and even the girls who accompanied the wine forgot to scream for a while.

pat!

Qin Yang picked up the lighter on the table, lit a cigarette, and looked at the screaming Brother Han with a calm expression.

The calm is too scary.

None of the gangsters were ruthless characters who had seen blood, but seeing Qin Yang's indifferent demeanor at this moment, they felt an inexplicably strong pressure, which made it difficult for them to speak.

"I'm just here for a little business, I don't want to waste time on you, but why...you just can't control your mouth?"

Qin Yang picked up a beer bottle under his feet and said calmly.

"I'm Cao—"

Brother Han pulled out a knife from the sofa with his other hand and stabbed Qin Yang in the head.

It's just that the knife had just rushed halfway, and there was another sound of splashing glass slag, and his other hand was also stuck into the table by the wine bottle, bleeding profusely, and the knife fell to the ground.

"what--"

At this moment, the women in the box finally screamed.

"To shut up!"

Qin Yang spoke lightly.

The voice was very soft, but there was an oppressive force, which made the women quickly cover their lips, not daring to make a sound, their faces pale as if they had been drained of blood.

Zhang Xiaochan stared at Qin Yang blankly, it was difficult to connect him with the kind big brother he used to be.

Is he a mixed society?

The girl thought secretly.

But even if he is a member of the society, no matter how good his skills are, he will be finished without the other party's background. This guy is still a little too impulsive, isn't it just an idol who has been insulted, why do he do it so badly.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaochan regretted bringing Qin Yang here.

Qin Yang flicked the cigarette ash in his hand, and the faint smoke lingered in front of his face, which made his cold eyes look even more pervasive: "Tell me... dare I kill you."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

If before, they would definitely take it as a joke, but now... Seeing Qin Yang's ruthless side, it's hard to guarantee that this guy won't be impulsive.

"Qin...Brother Qin Yang, you...don't get excited." Zhang Xiaochan stammered.

If you hit someone, there is still room for maneuver, but if you kill someone, there is really no way out.

Major Li pushed the woman in his arms away, and stared at Qin Yang coldly: "Brother, don't do things too much, don't think that you can save the world because of your passion. You should have a family, you want to die, don't It hurt your family."

"Are you threatening me?"

Qin Yang raised his eyebrows.

Li Shao dared not look at Qin Yang's extremely indifferent eyes, his tone was no longer as arrogant as before, but he tried his best to put himself on the strong side, and said, "I just kindly remind you, it's up to you whether you listen or not."

"That's a threat."

Qin Yang smiled, grabbed the glass bottle stuck in Brother Han's right hand, and pulled it out bit by bit.

Brother Han bit his lips tightly, but he still let out a scream. Beads of soybean-sized sweat oozed from his forehead bit by bit, dripping down, and the veins on his face were protruding.

As the glass bottle was pulled out, Brother Han's hand was bloody and bloody, even bone chips could be seen.

Li Shao and the other young masters, although they were usually unrestrained, saw such a bloody scene there, they were so frightened that they fell silent and their faces turned pale.

"Threats are what I'm least afraid of, but... what I hate the most is threats."

Qin Yang grabbed Brother Han's hair. Although the other party wanted to struggle desperately, he was like a sheep in Qin Yang's hands and could only be manipulated by others.

Li Shao swallowed his saliva, his cheeks twitched a few times, he wanted to escape the box directly, but felt that he lost face, so he could only move his body back quietly.

"Let go of Brother Han!!"

A middle-aged man in a black jacket couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere a little bit, stood up from his seat abruptly, took out a gun, and pointed at Qin Yang, trembling slightly.

When the others saw that someone had come out with a gun, they all screamed in fright.

Only Qin Yang held Brother Han's hair, pressed him on the table, pressed the sharp broken wine bottle against the other's throat, and pulled slowly, and soon, a thread of blood flowed out.

Brother Han was extremely fearful and remorseful.

Only now did he realize that he had provoked a scumbag. The other party had killed many people and would definitely take his life.

"Let go of Brother Han, do you hear me!!"

The man in the black jacket twisted his face and roared angrily.

Qin Yang paused, and said lightly, "Do you dare to shoot?"

"I've killed more people than you've ever drunk milk, why don't you dare to kill! I'm saying it again, let go of Brother Han, or I'll shoot you!" The man in the jacket shouted with sweat on his face.

I don't know why, facing Qin Yang is like facing a giant beast, and the pressure in his heart is extremely heavy.

But the long-precipitated blood and arrogance made him unwilling to be intimidated.

"puff--"

Qin Yang twitched the corners of his mouth, but he was too lazy to force himself. With a sudden force on his arm, the sharp glass pierced Brother Han's throat, and blood gushed out.

Brother Han's body twitched violently, his eyes turned white, and the blood around his neck was like a small fountain, splashing out and splashing everywhere, but Qin Yang's body was strangely unstained by the blood.

Brother Han is very sorry,
He wanted to yell for mercy, but he couldn't make a sound. He wanted to struggle, but he could only be slaughtered.

Gradually, the last gleam in his eyes lost.

Maybe before he died, he didn't understand why he was killed inexplicably just because he was flirting with a big star on TV.

At this moment, the people in the box were completely dumbfounded.

They didn't expect that Qin Yang would actually kill Brother Han, and he was still being pointed at by a gun. How tough it must be.

Some girls screamed, and their faces paled.

Even Zhang Xiaochan stared blankly at this scene, her mind filled with terror, and she muttered to herself: "It's over, it's over, it's over..." She had even foreseen the scene of Qin Yang's corpse in the wild or being caught in a prison.

"Fuck you!"

The man in the jacket was stunned for a while, looking at Brother Han's body, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he shot Qin Yang in the head.

boom!
The bullets sprayed out, like a signal before death.

Many people closed their eyes in fright, not daring to watch the tragic scene of Qin Yang's head blooming, and Zhang Xiaochan even collapsed on the ground.

However, the expected scene did not appear.

Qin Yang still sat there steadily, with a normal expression, but there was a bullet between his fingers, as easy as holding a peanut.

hiss--

Everyone took a deep breath, and they were all shocked.

Is this making a movie?
I thought that tearing up devils with my hands was already powerful enough, but I didn't expect that there would be bullets caught with bare hands. Could it be a dream?

Zhang Xiaochan covered her red lips, completely stunned.

"Eat it."

Qin Yang handed the bullet to the man in the jacket and said calmly.

(End of this chapter)