My friends are gods

Chapter 113 Mental Damage Fee

The two strong men who fell on the ground lowered their heads deeply.

They sensed clearly that the reason why the bullet hit the butler was entirely because Song Qiming withdrew his breath.

If not, it would definitely not be able to hurt the housekeeper.

Song Qiming looked at Chen Kang'an indifferently, then glanced at the butler on the ground, curled his lips and said, "Since you say I can't stop you, you can try."

He slowly raised his feet and walked upstairs to the location.

Chen Jiajun said with a frightened expression: "Dad, kill him!!"

Without Chen Jiajun's reminder, Chen Kang'an had already pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

With a gunshot, bullets exploded.

However, when he was five centimeters away from Song Qiming, he stopped steadily and could not move forward.

Song Qiming kept moving forward and had already stepped on the stairs.

With a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he said: "It seems that I was lucky this time, and blocked another bullet."

The bullets were still spinning rapidly in front of his eyes, as if they wanted to pierce the breath, but they remained indifferent.

Looking at this scene, Chen Kang'an's face could no longer hold back and turned pale.

"Impossible...it was clearly unstoppable just now..."

He muttered to himself, his palm trembling slightly, pointed at Song Qiming's position, and pulled the trigger again.

"Crack!"

However, what returned to him was a crisp voice.

The pistol is out of bullets.

Song Qiming walked up the stairs, picked up the steps, raised his head slightly, smiled faintly, and said extremely pretendingly: "I bet you don't have any bullets in your gun."

His footsteps finally finished the stairs and stood upstairs.

Chen Kang'an and his son are only three meters apart.

Chen Kang'an's breathing gradually became rapid, his eyes flickered, and he groped his body with his palms, hoping to find a clip or a bullet.

Unfortunately, he only has one pistol, which he bought on the black market.

Under normal circumstances, it is not used, so there is no spare bullet or magazine.

For a moment, Chen Kangan squatted on the ground dejectedly.

Chen Jiajun's body also began to tremble violently.

He swallowed hard, looked at Song Qiming in horror, cold sweat kept falling from his forehead.

The father and son looked at Song Qiming as if they were looking at a devil.

An invincible devil!

Song Qiming, on the other hand, smiled calmly and slowly stretched out his hand.

The bullet in front of him had just stopped spinning and was about to fall to the ground, when he happened to gently pinch the bullet with his two fingers.

"I think you need bullets."

Song Qiming smiled lightly, turned his fingers slightly, and pointed the bullet at Chen Kang'an: "Then I will give you the bullet."

He flicked his wrist lightly and flicked his fingers.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, the bullet pierced through the air, and the speed was so fast that it was impossible to defend against.

"puff!"

In the blink of an eye, the bullet was accurately shot into Chan Kang'an's calf, and blood immediately flowed out.

"what!"

Chen Kang'an let out a shrill scream, and his muscles tensed instantly.

At this time, Song Qiming had already walked to Chen Jiajun's side.

"boom!"

Chen Jiajun's legs softened, and he knelt down directly, a stream of liquid flowed out from his crotch, accompanied by a foul smell.

Song Qiming frowned, covered his nose, and said disgustedly: "It smells so bad, I'm afraid you may have prostatitis."

Chen Jiajun trembled violently, his eyes were full of horror, and he couldn't speak a word.

However, Song Qiming didn't do anything to him, just walked over, shook his head, and whispered: "The Chen family is such a rich family, even the young master won't be treated for prostatitis..."

Chen Jiajun's face turned red from time to time, and finally turned into embarrassment and anger, and his head was buried deeply on the ground.

Song Qiming walked up to Chen Kangan.

Chen Kang'an squatted on the ground, his forehead and face were covered with sweat, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat. With a painful expression, he covered the wound on his calf with his palm, not daring to really cover it, because it would hurt even more.

The palms and calves were trembling unconsciously.

He looked at Song Qiming, moved his body back in pain, thinking about how he should escape for his life.

Song Qiming squatted down slowly, and said with a faint smile: "I came to the Chen family just to ask for justice. In order to deal with Lu Mingxue, the people of your Chen family held a grudge against me and even attacked me, so, I I think it's normal to ask you a little mental damage fee."

"That's right..."

Chen Kang'an's voice trembled slightly, gasped for air, and said again and again: "Our Chen family compensates, and we should compensate."

"Hmm." Song Qiming nodded with a smile and said, "As expected of being the head of the family, it really makes sense. Then, how much do you want to pay me?"

Chen Kang'an tremblingly said: "One hundred..."

He wasn't finished yet.

Song Qiming fiddled with his nails boredly, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "My current net worth must be tens of millions..."

Chen Kang'an hurriedly changed his words: "1000 million!"

Song Qiming raised his eyebrows, glanced at Chen Kang'an, and said, "However, I have invested recently, and the company's development prospects are very good. I wasted so much time, and the loss is immeasurable."

"One hundred million!"

Chen Kang'an hastily opened his mouth again, and said with a bitter face: "At most [-] million, no matter how much, even my Chen family can't take it out. If I go to the bank to get it, I will definitely be asked what it is for. This sentence is not a small amount. "

Indeed, if [-] million is taken out, even if the Chen family is rich and powerful, the bank will definitely interrogate it.

Song Qiming could only sigh, and said, "Then I'll just agree."

Hearing this, Chen Kangan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the loss of [-] million made him feel distressed, but compared with his own life, [-] million was not so important.

"Then what are you still doing?"

Song Qiming stood up slowly and said, "Don't send someone to transfer the money to me yet."

"Yes Yes!"

Chen Kang'an nodded again and again, his eyes glanced around in a panic, and finally locked on his son.

Others, after the fighting, especially after the gunfire, ran and hid, not in the villa.

"You bastard, hurry up and transfer the money to this gentleman!"

Chen Kang'an roared angrily, but his eyes rolled rapidly, thinking about the countermeasures. In short, use money to delay Song Qiming first.

Hearing this, Chen Jiajun trembled all over, stood up tremblingly, took out his mobile phone, and logged in an account with trembling palms.

This account has no limit.

However, a big transaction of [-] million will definitely attract the attention of the bank, so they can only find excuses to prevaricate at that time. The Chen family dare not talk about this time, otherwise, if the Skull and Bones Association is involved, their Chen family will die undoubtedly.

Soon, the transfer is complete.

After receiving the text message, Song Qiming smiled and said kindly, "Now, can you tell me where the Skull and Bones Society is? Or, can you take me there?"

(End of this chapter)