"Have I done this?"
Wang Gan pretended to be ignorant and said aggrievedly: "What did I do? Zhang Feng, why don't you tell me? Even if I do something I shouldn't do, you shouldn't be the one to deal with me, right?" ? And also involve other people.”
Wang Qian was not afraid of Zhang Feng speaking. What he was afraid of was Zhang Feng not speaking and shooting directly. All he had to do was delay time.
How could Zhang Feng not see what Wang Gan was trying to do, to delay time? Then I'll let you delay.
He casually pulled over a chair and sat on it, facing Wang Qian and the big shots in Kyoto, with his back to the gate.
On the other side, Hu Xinting put her hand in the bag she carried with her, pressed her finger on the power button of the phone, and turned off the phone.
Her eyes fell on Zhang Feng, with undisguised worry. The current situation no longer needed to be concealed.
As for Yu Xiangdong sitting next to her, she had never considered it.
What the Yu family and the Hu family want is just a marriage contract between the two of them to tie the two families together. As for what the two of them are like, they don't care at all and it has no meaning.
"It is said that the person who knows you best is your opponent. In this way, Wang Qian, you should know me very well and know that I do things without evidence! Of course, I am also a little doubtful. Do you know me or not? If you know me "You shouldn't provoke me like this, shouldn't you? You want this madman to stay sane when he's driven to a dead end?" Zhang Feng said with a sneer.
Shaking the pistol in his hand, he pointed the muzzle here. The big shots there were all cowering like beggars on the roadside, trembling with fear. Their former power, authority and wealth became worthless under the threat of a pistol. They can no longer maintain their superior demeanor and are even worse than beggars.
Wang Qian also felt a little nervous in his heart. It would be impossible to say that he didn't regret in his heart. Just like Zhang Feng said, he shouldn't have driven a madman to a dead end.
But now there is no chance to look back. What has been done is like water thrown out, which cannot be taken back.
He was calculating in his heart that even if he could take the opportunity to move to Zhang Feng, the old beggar from Gusu would be a huge blow to the Wang family and the damage would be inestimable.
But this is a bitter fruit brewed by oneself. No matter how it tastes, one must endure it and swallow it.
"Zhang Feng, I don't know what you are talking about. When did I become your opponent? Or do you think too highly of yourself? What is your identity, and what is the identity of my Wang family, that I will regard you as my opponent?" Wang Ganpi said with a smile.
Judging from what is happening now, Wang Qian has to be regarded as a character. He is pointing a gun, can be sophistical, and can even laugh, although the laughter is uglier than crying.
Zhang Feng chuckled twice.
"Who knows if you are suffering from Alzheimer's disease? Why bother to regard a rotten person like me as your opponent? It's meaningless. Even if you kill me, what will your Wang family get? Alas, I really don't know what you are doing. What's in the head? Brains? Or shit?" Zhang Feng said with a scolding smile.
The corners of Wang Qian's mouth twitched twice, but his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, because just delaying it a little longer was enough.
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Feng stood up and said, "It's almost time, it's time to send you off."
As he spoke, he raised his gun and pointed it at Wang Qian, who was finally scared!
"Zhang Feng, you are crazy. What do you want to do? You can't kill me. You absolutely can't kill me! Tell me, what do you want? You have to make conditions!" Wang Qian shouted.
Zhang Feng shook his head slightly, "You're right, I'm crazy! Ever since you leaked my identity information, ever since you wanted to steal my and my family's heads on the dark web, I've been crazy. ! I want to take you to hell! You go first, I will come to you soon!"
boom!
Without giving Wang Gan another chance to speak, the trigger was pulled and the bullet roared out from the muzzle of the gun.
Time seemed to slow down, and you could even clearly see the frightened expression on Wang Qian's face before he was shot. The big shots in the room all stayed away from Wang Qian as if they were avoiding the plague, including Wang Qian's son.
Wang Gan was not dead, the bullet hit his right knee.
Seventy-year-old Wang Gan screamed and fell to the ground, clutching his knees and wailing like an old dog.
boom!
The gunfire rang out again, and the bullet penetrated Wang Gan's left knee.
How could his hands cover the wound? Blood flowed out from the old fingers, dyeing the floor where he lay bright red.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
Four more shots were fired, two of which hit Wang Gan's arms. The latter lay sprawled on the ground like a dead corpse, wailing, screaming, and moaning hysterically...
The other two bullets, Zhang Feng penetrated Wang Qian's lungs and bile respectively. The puncture of the lungs will make him cough continuously. He will not die until the lungs are shattered by the vibration caused by coughing. If the bile is punctured, the bile will Backflow like in the abdominal cavity...
Smoke was rising from the muzzle, and there were still two final bullets in the magazine. At this moment, Zhang Feng turned back and looked towards the gate.
His keen hearing finally allowed him to wait until the police arrived.
Before the police outside shouted, Zhang Feng shouted at the top of his lungs: "People outside, listen, I have a hostage in my hands. If you dare to rush in, I will kill the hostage immediately!"
After shouting, Zhang Feng himself laughed first. He had heard this so many times before, but his identity was reversed.
I used to be just like the people outside, ready for rescue, but now I am...
Walking in front of Wang Qian, who was coughing out blood with pieces of lungs still stuck in the blood, Zhang Feng squatted down and whispered: "Wang Qian, don't blame me, you forced me to know this." Really, if you let me choose, I hope you will suffer until you die of pain, but there is no time now, so I can only send you away early. "
After saying that, he put the gun on Wang Gan's forehead.
Wang Qian's head was raised, his eyes became cloudy, he wanted to speak but couldn't do it at all, he could only stare.
boom.
The bullet penetrated Wang Gan's head.
Zhang Feng stood up and looked around, and saw Yu Xiangdong huddled in the corner with his head in his hands, a disdainful smile on his lips.
A man may not have the courage to fight the enemy bravely, but he cannot lack the backbone to protect his woman.
He looked down at Hu Xinting, who was still sitting on the chair. She was the only one still sitting. He looked down and saw her feet wrapped in gauze, and the corners of her mouth twitched twice.
He walked over, took off his shoes and placed them at her feet. Although she knew that these shoes were much too big for her and that they smelled bad, what did it matter
Without saying anything, he finally focused his eyes on Yu Xiangdong and walked over.