Dear Mr. Shi

Xia Yang immediately stepped forward and stepped on Shi Mu's leg affected by the gun.

Immediately, Shi Muchi shouted in pain, "Ah!!!"

"If this hurts you just shout, then what are you doing well, say it!" Xia Yang yanked, his voice sarcastically.

Everyone's eyes widened in horror, and Song Qinghuan, who hadn't seen it, trembled all over her body. She wanted to raise her head to see what was happening, but was held tightly by Shi Yuhan, completely unable to move.

Shi Yuhan exudes the light of thousands of years of ice, coldly and frosty commanding: "Go on!"

Shi Mu was sweating all over, panting and lying on the ground, blood running on his feet.

Xia Yang took out a gun again and raised the muzzle to aim at Shi Mu.

"No!!" Si Chen and Yan were flat beside him, really going crazy, but they couldn't move forward. One was pulled by the chain and the other was pulled by someone.

"You say yes, if you know you just say it!!!"

"Amu, just say it, you will really be dead if you don't say it!"

Shi Mu closed his eyes, as if with a relief, and then made a bang. The bullet did not hit him, but hit the ground beside him.

Xia Yang raised her lips coldly: "Oh, I missed the shot, the marksmanship is bad, I have to practice!"

A foot on Shimu's chest: "So, I can give you another chance, let's say, where are the four fingers?"

Shi Mu was stepped on to spit out a mouthful of blood, then coughed violently, and blood swarmed out.

Si Chen knelt on the ground and looked up at Shi Yuhan who was like a god: "Brother, Amu really doesn't know. You let him go, please, brother, you really don't know, he wants to know him. I will say it, I will say it!"

Shi Yu coldly glanced at him indifferently, then looked at Shi Mu, "What do you want to trade for your persistence? Your own life, or the life of Si Chen who helped you beg for mercy!"

Shi Mu's eyes widened in horror: "Shi Yuhan, you can't move his life!"

Shi Yu coldly said: "Do you think I have been tracking four fingers just because of recent events? No, he has a lot to do with ten years ago."

Shi Mu coughed again, then frowned in disbelief.

After a long sigh of lips, he slowly said, "The man you mentioned, I have seen him go to your second uncle."

Everyone was horrified and so unbelievable.

Shi Yuhan's deep and cold eyes widened suddenly, like a terrible devil, his handsome face turned pale, and his body froze.

It was not without doubt that his second uncle had something to do with his father's death, but when he knew it, he still found it unacceptable.

They are brothers, blood brothers of the same father and mother.

"Send her home!" Shi Yuhan closed his eyes and quickly returned to his indifference.

He said lightly, and handed Song Qinghuan to Chen Tian. The breath between his nose was short and unstable, his Adam's apple was rolling up and down violently, and his chest was fiercely undulating.

Although his face was indifferent and did not show any expression, when he turned around, there was a trace of **** murderous in his eyes.

Song Qinghuan hadn't reacted yet, when he saw Yuhan's figure had arrived at the door, and Xia Yang followed.

When I didn't know what was happening, Chen Tian's voice rang in his ears: "Madam, go and stop the Boss, something will happen!"

Song Qinghuan trembled all over, and at this moment, she didn't care about her weakness, and immediately ran after him.