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Chapter 227 Not living enough

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    "Whoosh!" The warhead flew past Han Zhengguang's ear, and he was so frightened that he squatted down again.  The hot air flow brought by the bullet made his ears burn.

    "Bah!" Sun Jin spat and cursed: "Damn it, I will scare you to death if I don't beat you to death." Then he slowly moved the muzzle of the gun and saw Xing Lie's cold eyes through the night vision sniper scope.  Looking towards him.  This made Sun Jin smart. He quickly moved the muzzle of the gun away and muttered, "Why are you staring at me? I was just scaring him."

    Xing Lie turned back and said, "Han Zhengguang, don't worry, they won't shoot you without my order."

    Han Zhengguang muttered and saw more than thirty brothers looking at him. If he doesn't go out at this time, his prestige will be gone. Although there is not much left now, if he leaves a little face, he will always  Better than nothing at all.

    Han Zhengguang was once again forced to stand up, his body tense, fearing that a bullet would fly and blow his head off.  After standing there for a while and finding no movement, he took a long breath, walked around the car, and walked towards Xing Lie.  His brothers looked at each other, stood up hesitantly, and followed Han Zhengguang out.

    Xing Lie leaned against the Maybach with a cigarette in his mouth. He looked at Han Zhengguang who was still seven or eight meters away and stopped walking forward. He laughed and said straight to the point: "Han Zhengguang, I hope you will be honest about something."  Answer me truthfully, as long as you satisfy me, you will go back safely. If I am not satisfied, I don't mind, everyone touches a peanut of yours."

    Han Zhengguang was angry inside. He didn't even remember how the last person who dared to threaten him died.  But now, even if he is very angry, he has to bow his head obediently.  After all, your life is in the hands of others. If you don't bow your head, you will have to turn around. All fools know what to choose.

    "Okay, I promise to tell you everything I know." Han Zhengguang gritted his teeth and vowed that as long as he left here alive, he would settle this account.  It's hard to get rid of the hatred in your heart without peeling off the cramps and skin of the bastard in front of you.

    Xing Lie took a last puff of cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and crushed it with his foot: "A few days ago, a girl named Wu You jumped off the building at your place. Tell me what happened!"

    Han Zhengguang¡¯s body trembled and his heart skipped a beat, but he said calmly on the surface: ¡°I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on, but the police investigation revealed that it was suicide, so there shouldn¡¯t be anything wrong.¡±

    Xing Lie laughed loudly, then his face darkened, and he said coldly: "Han Zhengguang, my patience is very limited, so don't try to challenge him."

    Han Zhengguang said: "I really don't know what happened. If she hadn't made so much noise by jumping off the building, I wouldn't even know her name."

    Xing Lie raised his hand and waved it forward, and heard a gunshot. Han Zhengguang felt the sticky heat on the back of his neck. When he touched it with his hand, he saw that his hand was covered with blood.  Slowly, he turned around stiffly and saw a guy behind him with half of his head missing.

    "Plop!" The corpse fell straight to the ground, and Han Zhengguang woke up instantly.

    "Tell me honestly, why did that girl jump off the building?" Xing Lie's voice was so cold that Han Zhengguang couldn't help but shudder.

    Han Zhengguang took a deep breath. He knew very well that he would not be able to get through this hurdle if he did not tell him.  As the saying goes, a dead Taoist friend will never die but a poor Taoist, Han Zhengguang hasn't lived enough yet.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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