Close Mad Son-in-law

Chu Yun put his index finger into the trigger and waited for the gun to fire.

For the first time in his life, Han Jin faced death at such close range.

He was scared mad.

The legs kept swaying.

The pride and arrogance built up by a wealthy family over the years vanished in a flash.

He was afraid of death, he was afraid of death!

He is not brave! Can't face death calmly!

He just has been too smooth these years, his heart is deformed, and he is lawless!

But when the death really came, Han Jin was scared to pee on the spot.

Hot urine spread along the trouser legs, soaking a piece of it.

The humiliating incontinence can no longer provoke Han Jin. At this moment, the only thought in his mind was to live. Even if life is not good, no longer domineering.

But only if you are alive, all this humiliation is meaningful. If you die, there is nothing left.

"Is there no other choice?"

suddenly.

There was a full of breath from behind.

Stable, solid, and eye-catching.

"Dad, save me!" Han Jin's tears mixed with his nose.

He is no longer stubborn, nor retaliates.

He just wants to live, live consciously.

Chu Yun tilted his head, his gaze fell on the man standing not far away.

He is wearing a tailored suit, and his facial features are tough. Every move reveals the majesty of the superior.

At this moment, his eyes are calm and his expression calm. Neither anger nor panic. Years of business experience told him that negative emotions cannot solve any problems.

Calmness is the best magic weapon to solve troubles.

"My name is Han Daoren, and I am their family." Han Daoren has a calm tone. He didn't panic because his son was pointed at his head with a gun.

"So?" Chu Yun asked, raising his eyebrows.

After returning to Mingzhu, Han Daoren could be regarded as the first big man he met.

His aura, his unbearable arrogance, and even his unmoving majesty made Chu Yun smell the power of his body.

"I can't watch my son and wife be beaten to death by you." Han Daoren shook his head and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the four young men who followed him pulled out their pistols, their movements were clean and neat, and they looked like veterans.

"Before coming. I spent money to hire more than a hundred gunmen. If our family of three can't leave alive. They will start the revenge plan that I spent one billion dollars on." Han Daoren said calmly. "I can't guarantee that they will kill you. But all the people you know and those you have had contact with will die because of you."

Chu Yun frowned and said, "Are you threatening me?"

"I'm begging you." Han Daoren said calmly. "I beg you to let them go."

"How to put it?" Chu Yun asked back. "They want me to die."

"I guarantee that they will never have such an idea again in their lives." Han Daoren categorically cut the line.

"The dead don't have any thoughts." Chu Yun said with squinting eyes. "What I can do, do you still need your guarantee?"

"I'm willing to do the work for Mr. Chu." Han Daoren said slowly. "I have to do it for you."

"Sorry, you failed to convince me." Chu Yun shook his head, and his index finger pressed the trigger.

It seems that he has decided to kill.

"When my son dies, Su Mingyue will be buried with him." Han Daoren's eyes sank slightly. "Su Xiaoxiao will die too."

"Moreover. No matter how good you are, it is too late to save them." Han Daoren took out a cell phone. "But I can."

Chu Yun was silent.

He doesn't like this kind of helpless frustration.

Because of this, he ended his life.

There was a flicker of cold light in the dark eyes. Chu Yun slowly raised his head, and confronted the famous businessman in Pearl City: "Do you know the consequences of irritating me?"

Han Daoren nodded and said, "I have learned."

"No. You didn't."

boom!

Without looking back, Chu Yun shot Han Jin in his left leg.

"Release." The voice was bitterly cold.

"Okay." Han Daoren nodded and made the call.

Soon, the life threat of the Su sisters was lifted.

But Chu Yun didn't stop.

He shot Han Jin three times in the same leg one after another. For a time, blood was pouring like a fountain, and it was shocking.

Madam Han was heartbroken. Han Daoren didn't even blink his eyes. Calm as if Han Jin was not his own.

After the catharsis, Chu Yun carried his gun and walked towards Han Daoren indifferently. An overwhelming hostility overwhelmed the sky.

The four young people standing behind Han Daoren quickly stepped forward and got stuck in front of Chu Yun.

"Retreat." Han Daoren's thin lips opened slightly.

Upon hearing this, the four youths withdrew one after another.

"Mr. Chu, thank you for not killing." Han Daoren said calmly.

"You are dishonest." Chu Yun shook his head. "I limped your son on a leg. You are annoyed by me, hate me, and you want to blow my head with your hands. Really?"

"No." Han Daoren said calmly. "I will ask the most prestigious doctor in the world to treat my son's legs. Even if the treatment fails, at least he will save his life."

Chu Yun's eyes were sharp, trying to anger Han Daoren.

But Han Daoren's heart was too firm. Not moved at all.

"You are a coward." Chu Yun sneered.

Then he dropped the pistol casually. Leaving the office leisurely.

And Han Daoren didn't signal his entourage until Chu Yun left, and immediately arranged for the hospital to treat Han Jin's leg.

"He has already lost his gun!" Madam Han was heartbroken with heartache. The heart is both wronged and unwilling. "Why didn't you kill him?"

"He wants me to do it more than you." Han Daoren frowned.

Mrs. Han is extremely puzzled and can't understand her husband's subtext.

"I dare to order." Han Daoren's eyes flashed coldly. "He dared to kill our whole family."

And it's an on-the-spot killing, no one left!

"He has--"

"If he doesn't have this ability." Han Daoren interrupted his wife's question. "You don't need me to act."

Having said that, Han Daoren gave his wife a cold glance: "In his eyes, you are an ant~www.readwn.com~ The kind that can be pinched to death with your fingers. Don't fight him, and don't let me Son takes risks."

"Just forget it?" Madam Han was still unwilling.

"Forget it?" Han Daoren said meaningfully. "It won't be so."

"That's right!" Mrs. Han hated. "He has to pay the price for beating his lame son on one leg!"

"You are wrong." Han Daoren said solemnly. "To save you today, I stepped on his bottom line, a bottom line that I can't touch once."

After a pause, Han Daoren analyzed almost cold-bloodedly: "He will not stop here. Once the time is right, he will kill our family regardless of all consequences."

This is Han Daoren's real worry!

The Han family provoked a lunatic of unknown origin! A desperado who licks blood!

The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall.

Han Daoren must completely kill the crisis before it hits.