Business tycoon has a crush on me

Chapter 373 It's All Demons
The room was very empty, with only two chairs in the middle. Opposite the chairs, there was a huge turntable.

On the turntable, there is a person nailed.

Jun Mohan sat on a chair with Ye Ranran.

"Tell me, how do you want to die." Jun Mohan stretched out his hand to the back, and No. [-] immediately handed him a gun.

Thinking of Jun Mohan's marksmanship in the morning, Ye Liran couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

The man didn't answer.

Jun Mohan pulled the pistol, and the bullet sank into the man's thigh.

The man didn't even hum.

"It's quite capable." Jun Mohan played with the pistol.

"It's my bad luck to fall into your hands. You can kill or cut it up as you like." The man gritted his teeth and said.

In this line of work, he was already ready to risk his life.

"Kill you? It's too cheap for you." Ye Liran said suddenly.

She looked at Jun Mohan with a sweet smile: "Honey, do you have a knife?"

Jun Mohan gave No. [-] a wink, and No. [-] immediately handed Ye Ranran a saber.

Ye Liran walked towards the man step by step.

"You were the one who got someone to drive over us today?" Ye Liran smiled brightly and brightly, and her tone was skillful as if she was greeting an old friend.

Jun Mohan watched with great interest.

If it wasn't for Ye Liran's legs still shaking, he really thought she was very calm.

"So what?" The man didn't deny it.

"No, my husband, I want to play." Ye Liran pouted, looking at Jun Mohan very cutely.

"How does my wife want to play?" Jun Mohan suddenly smiled, his smile was elegant and charming.

Ye Liran glanced at the turntable with a half-smile: "My husband put him on the turntable, why not turn it?"

"Turn around."

A big man walked out from the left corner and started to turn the turntable.

"Slow down, my technique is not very good." Ye Liran ordered.

Sure enough, the turntable slowed down, so slow that Ye Liran could stab him no matter how bad his technique was.

Ye Liran stood in front of the big man and cut his knife across his chest.

Thinking it wasn't enough, he made another horizontal cut.

A red cross immediately appeared on the man's chest.

"I want you to pay back a thousand times the damage my husband has suffered." Jun Mohan had a wound on his body, and she wanted to slap him ten times.

No. [-] was shocked, the expression on Jun Mohan's face remained unchanged, but there were layers of ripples in his eyes.

The mottled smile appeared on his face, unlike the usual fake smile, it was a very clean and pure smile.

She always surprises him.

"Spin faster, my shooting skills are still very good." Ye Liran was dissatisfied with the slow spin.

The corners of Jun Mohan's and No. [-]'s mouths twitched. Is there any connection between the turntable and shooting?

Ye Liran stood a little further away, using the knife as a dart, and stabbing it out.

Most of the bids are won, and occasionally one or two misses.

Ye Liran stopped after stabbing the man's upper body so that no one part was intact.

"He's quite strong, No. [-]. Sprinkle some salt on his wound." Looking at the sweat on the man's head, Jun Mohan smiled very gracefully.

"Add some cumin." Ye Liran added.

"Hehe, the young lady is brilliant." Number One raised his finger at her.

Ye Liran bent his eyes.

The overly bright smile dazzled No. [-]'s eyes.

Salt and cumin intensified the pain on the wound, and the man finally cried out.

"Kill me, please kill me."

Demons, these people are demons.

"Kill you? Did I tell you to kill you?" Jun Mohan's face was like Yama's, and a terrifying murderous aura surged on his face.

(End of this chapter)