Traps Of Love

The extremely depressed tension in the cruise negotiation room can make people feel flustered and uneasy across the screen.

"We'll see." Leng Zetian's handsome face is still calm and calm. He puts his one hand in his trousers pocket and looks at the screen with his eyebrows. Even when he sweeps Gu ziqiao's face, it is calm and calm.

Leng Yucheng's narrow fox eyes flashed a compliment, which was worthy of his son. No matter the secret of Bai Liusu or Gu ziqiao's life and death, he could not break his calm, which surprised him.

Sure enough, the wings are hard, so I dare to resist him like this.

However, the wrinkles on Leng Yucheng's face slowly stretch out, and the fundus is full of excitement. In this way, the game is interesting. Otherwise, like Leng Zetian when he was a child, he had no ability to fight back. He was at his disposal like a puppet. It was boring.

What he wants is to beat Leng Zetian's ambition to the bottom of the dust, so that he can completely surrender and understand who is the real king of Leng family!

There is a tension between father and son, and war is on the screen.

"Where are the goods?" Wu Tai's face is not good. His face is not angry and powerful. He looks at Gu ziqiao across the round table impatiently.

As soon as the voice fell, Wu Tai's men immediately took the muzzle of the gun and stabbed Gu Guocheng's chest and abdomen violently. The sharp and violent blow immediately made Gu Guocheng's face white and his facial features twisted.

"Dad Gu ziqiao cried out in a hurry, and her pretty face was full of anxious worry. If it wasn't for the drug dealers around to suppress him, he would have rushed to him.

"I'm fine." Gu Guocheng drank in a low voice. His face was not angry but powerful. His indomitable and straight back strongly touched everyone in the room.

Wu Tai sneered, "old man, he's a real man. It's just that no matter how hard your old bone can hold, it's no faster than a knife. "

"What do you mean?"?! What are you going to do? " Gu ziqiao was shocked. The blood on his face faded completely. His green face was paler than white paper.

Gu Guocheng has already understood the meaning, and his muddy eyes are full of self mockery. When he was a soldier, he had never seen any bloody scenes, and his hands were stained with a lot of blood. But the only thing I can't bear is that all this will happen in front of his little son Gu ziqiao, who has been well protected by him.

Everything is a sin!

"No, no! My dad didn't do anything! Take revenge on me Gu ziqiao's heartrending roar made his eyes red and bleeding.

"You?" Wu Tai sneered, "if you really have filial piety, tell me where the goods are. However, I know that your police are always very principled. They don't scatter eagles when they don't see rabbits. "

He waved coldly and ordered, "do it!"

As soon as his voice fell, he clamped Gu Guocheng's men down. With another hand that didn't hold the gun, he pulled out the Swiss Army knife on his waist, pointed it at Gu Guocheng's abdomen, and stabbed him cruelly!

Blood, flying out! The air is filled with pungent blood gas. Gu Guocheng's expression is twisted with pain. He still clenches his teeth and lets the blood soak his clothes. He still doesn't snore!

But Gu ziqiao is about to collapse!

"Stop it! Please! I kowtow to you! Please let my dad go! It has nothing to do with him! " Gu ziqiao's heart is like a knife. He cries out in pain, begging for mercy, and even goes down on his knees. In despair, he asks Wu Tai to let Gu Guocheng go.