Right. By the way, four years ago I said you were a man, and you are indeed a man now, haha...haha..."

"I designed you four years ago. I have learned martial arts, and I injured you. It has nothing to do with her, so you let her go."

"Ha, you've learned martial arts, and you're playing with me..." Scar nodded, "Now I really want to see if your martial arts skills mean you're not even afraid of a gun!"

He pointed the pistol at Jiaming, as if he was about to pull the trigger immediately. In Jiaming's indifferent gaze, Yahan hurriedly shouted: "No...it's not him, don't mess around! Four years ago, he was still a child.

Child, what does he know? I did all the things! I stole the gun and fired it! Are you a man? Why are you talking to a child? Everything is my business!"

As she spoke, tears welled up from her eyes. She sobbed: "Jia Ming, please leave me alone..." Even if she understood some of Ji Ming's abilities, she would never think that Ji Ming could dodge bullets.

Looking into Scar's eyes, Jiaming said word for word: "No, I did it."

Scar was still shaking the gun, and sure enough he didn't open fire directly to kill, "Oh, it's a scene like this again, are you making a movie? I'll replace you, you'll replace me, you fucking think I will listen to you now, you all have to die.

!The question is who will die first! You know martial arts. To be honest, I am really a little afraid of you. What are you thinking about now? You are still thinking of distracting me and then taking the opportunity to kill me like on TV.

I'll give you this opportunity. Haha, look, there's a fruit knife over there, go pick it up."

The side of the room vaguely resembled a small living room. On the table, there was a fruit bowl filled with fruits, and there was also a pointed fruit knife on it. After hearing what he said, Jiaming walked over, picked up the fruit knife, and crossed the table.

Facing him, Scar laughed.

"Don't you like movie plots? Are you fighting to die? I'll give you this chance." He said, tightening his grip on Yahan's neck again, "Put your hand on the table and stab it with a knife.

.The harder you prick, the less pain she will suffer. Come on, let me see...I'm afraid of you, so it's okay to destroy your hand first, hehehehe..."

Looking at Yahan whose face was in increasing pain, Jiaming exhaled, put his left hand on the table, raised the knife, and heard Yahan struggling and saying: "No... uh... uh... don't...

Don't prick...him...uh..." Afterwards, his mouth opened wide and he could no longer speak. Jiaming gritted his teeth and stabbed the knife into the ground. The blade went directly through the back of his hand and pricked it.

The surface of the wooden table nailed his palm to the table. Blood gushed out and flowed on the table.

"That's it...that's it..." Lowering his head, Jia Ming seemed to be suffering from the pain. Scar was also stunned for a moment. He originally expected that the other party would hesitate for a long time before even stabbing him, but who knew that the young man in front of him was actually like this?

Cruelly, he pierced his palm with a single blow, and subconsciously relaxed the grip on Yahan's neck. Looking at Jiaming's hand, Yahan cried out: "Jiaming...Jiaming..."

The pistol pointed at Zhu Jiaming no longer trembled. Scar did not let down his guard. The kid in front of him was too cruel. He was thinking about whether he should fire a round. Although slowly torturing his enemy was the content of all his sweet dreams in the past four years. But being so cruel

Man... He did it without hesitation, and he didn't even moan at this time. He didn't look like a young man at all...

In such a mood, the next moment, Jia Ming suddenly raised his head. His murderous and threatening gaze shot into Scar's eyes, and he shouted in a low voice with huge murderous intent:

"Shoot..."

"boom--"

The ferocious murderous intention that suddenly rose to the extreme in Jiaming was something that a gangster like Scar could bear. At that moment, following Jiaming's voice, he pulled the trigger as if he was even more seduced.

, the next moment, Jiaming's body flew up, knocked over the chair behind him, and hit the ground hard. The bullet passed through the fatal left chest and blood bloomed.

In an instant, Yahan's eyes turned blank.
Chapter completed!