I Really Don't Want to Be the Protagonist

But the familiar feeling in Heihu's heart became stronger, and he was even more sure of the fact that he definitely knew this man himself!

Shi Qinghai, who was sitting on the sofa, was still trying his best to get familiar with the smell of blood. Hearing Heihu's words, Shi Qinghai gave a low smile, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a brilliant arc.

"I know that you are Heihu, and I also know that the flat-headed brother next to you is called Sun Jieming, who is your number one thug. I also know that you are all carrying silencer pistols, and they are loaded. You may take them out at any time. kill me."

Shi Qinghai raised his head and stared at Heihu, his voice resounded throughout the hall!

"I know you so much, don't you even know my name?"

"The [-] million I gave you, do you still have life!" To be continued

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Hearing such a familiar tone suddenly, Heihu stared at Shi Qinghai, constantly excluding people he knew in his mind.

Holmes said that when all possibilities are eliminated, the last remaining truth, however absurd it may be, is the only truth!

"You are, you are Shi Qinghai?!" Hei Hu almost lost his voice!

It was the president of the Shi Group, the most successful rich second generation in Fushi, the youngest entrepreneur, and a successful person whom countless people envied. Today, he transformed into a cold-blooded demon who killed more than a dozen of his subordinates!

Heihu felt his world view collapsed, this is impossible!

Could it be that all the cognition and understanding I had about him before were just his mask for the world to see?

Heihu shook his head and murmured: "Even if you are Shi Qinghai, there is no conflict between us, why do you attack my Donghai clubhouse like this?"

It's really not that Heihu is afraid of Shi Qinghai's identity at this time, but that Shi Qinghai really calmed him down for a moment after such a big contrast in behavior.

He had never seen anyone who could make such a difference.

"Yes, I'm Shi Qinghai."

Shi Qinghai stood up, continued to hold the handle of the knife, and said, "You didn't offend me, but I need you as my subordinate."

The reason why he is holding the handle of the knife is because what he will face later is Fushi's number one thug, Heihu's gold medal bodyguard!

It's not that I have the risk of failure, but doing so can make me more stable!

After the shock at the beginning, Heihu quickly calmed down. He has been in Fushi for decades, and he has never seen such a big storm!

"You said you want me to be your subordinate?"

"Shi Qinghai, are you dreaming?"

"Dream?" Shi Qinghai frowned, and asked, "Ask these corpses all over the ground, are they dreaming?"

At this time, Wu Junhui who was behind Shi Qinghai woke up slowly.

The last memory he lingered was Shi Qinghai's murderous face.

"Alive, fortunately"

Rejoicing secretly, Wu Junhui frowned, only feeling an unpleasant smell of blood in the air.

His clothes became dirty at some point, Wu Junhui touched the ground, and put it in front of his eyes

What he saw was deep red!

A bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

Oops!

Wu Junhui looked up and looked around, only to see that the originally elegantly decorated clubhouse had become empty and dilapidated, and even the beam in the middle of the hall was crooked and full of cracks!

Then, he saw the young man standing there, and the angry black tiger again!

Wu Junhui's heart was beating wildly, and he quickly and slowly lay down again!

I'm still dizzy now, I don't know anything!

He can only comfort himself like this!

Heihu's face was ugly. Even if he didn't sit on the throne of Fushi's underground forces, he was at least one of the top giants in Fushi!

Now, this young man who is nearly twenty years younger than him wants to be his subordinate himself!

If it weren't for the corpses strewn all over the ground and Shi Qinghai's noble status, he would have killed him with one shot!

"What exactly do you want!" Heihu asked in a deep voice, his eyes flickering, his brows twisted into the word "Chuan".

Heihu didn't have the courage to make a move, and wanted to negotiate, but Shi Qinghai was already impatient.

"I don't want anything, I just want to turn your black tiger into my black dog!"

Putting down this arrogant sentence, Shi Qinghai took the knife and slashed at Heihu!

"Submit, or die!"

Shi Qinghai didn't learn sword skills, nor did he know any sword skills, but Shi Qinghai knew how to cut people, and where to cut people was the most deadly!

Shi Qinghai continued to greet Heihu's neck with a knife!

Young people, what they are not afraid of is their youthfulness!

"How courageous!" Heihu cursed angrily, and was pushed away by Sun Jieming, who stabbed Heihu's crotch!

With a loud "ding", the knuckles in Sun Jieming's hand collided violently with Shi Qinghai's knife, and Sun Jieming unleashed his strength and flew upside down, taking several steps back before he stabilized his figure!