Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

Looking at the utterly twisted and insane old face so close to his own, Xiao Li trembled uncontrollably. With great difficulty, he managed to squeeze out a single word from his throat: "Yes..."

"Okay, okay, you're the most sensible one."

Chen Jianguo grinned with satisfaction, then suddenly let go of his grip and scrambled towards the open metal safe in the corner.

He frantically shoved stacks of yuan notes and gold bars onto the floor, frantically rummaging through the hidden compartment at the bottom of the safe.

A "click" sound.

Chen Jianguo turned around, and in his hand was a black Type 54 pistol that gleamed with a ghostly light.

While nervously pulling the slide to chamber a round, he walked back to Xiao Li, grabbed Xiao Li's trembling right hand, and forcefully shoved the heavy, already-loaded pistol into Xiao Li's palm.

Then, Chen Jianguo gripped Xiao Li's shoulders tightly with both hands, his eyes bulging out, his gaze filled with a morbid fanaticism.

"Then go to the hospital right now! Go and kill all those bastards upstairs in the emergency room!"

Chen Jianguo spat wildly onto Xiao Li's pale face, his voice hoarse like a demon's, "Shoot Li Yuanchao, Zhao Shanhe, and that old scarred man—leave no one alive! Shoot them all! As long as they're dead and can't testify, I'll be innocent! I can keep my position, and then this whole city will still be mine. I'll promote you directly to vice mayor, and we'll all live the high life together!"

Xiao Li stood frozen in place, looking down at the cold Type 54 pistol in his hand.

The heavy metallic texture did not give him any confidence; instead, it felt like a red-hot iron, completely shattering his last psychological defenses.

"Secretary Chen..."

Tears and snot streamed down Xiao Li's face. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees on the carpet with a thud. He clutched the gun in his hands as if it were some deadly poison, trembling like a leaf. "I can't do it... I've never even killed a chicken, how could I dare to go to the police station and kill someone..."

He looked up in despair at the completely irrational madman before him, crying and pleading, "There are police everywhere outside the hospital! I won't even be able to leave the building before I'm shot dead! Secretary Chen, I'm begging you, let's turn ourselves in! It's better to get lenient treatment than to be shot..."

"Confess?"

These two words were like a poisoned steel needle, piercing Chen Jianguo's nerves.

The fervor and anticipation on his face froze instantly, his flesh twitched strangely twice, and his eyes once again surged with that extreme malice that showed no regard for family.

"Useless! Spineless! I've raised you for so many years, and at this crucial moment you actually want me to turn myself in?!"

Like a wild beast that had been completely enraged, Chen Jianguo suddenly raised his foot and kicked Xiao Li hard in the shoulder.

Xiao Li screamed and fell backward, the Type 54 pistol flying out of his hand and sliding half a meter across the thick carpet.

"You're not going to kill anyone, huh? You want to report me to the disciplinary committee, huh?!"

Chen Jianguo was panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot. He didn't even look at the gun on the ground, but instead turned around abruptly and grabbed the extremely heavy brass paperweight on the desk.

He raised the paperweight high, his face contorted like a demon crawling out of hell, and approached Xiao Li, who was lying on the ground, step by step.

"Since you're unwilling to die for me, then you can go scout ahead for me! I'll smash your head open first, then go and kill that old bastard Li Yuanchao!"

As the brass paperweight crashed down with a whooshing sound, a desperate will to survive finally erupted in Xiao Li's unfocused pupils.

He frantically tried to back away on the carpet, using both his hands and feet, while his right hand flailing wildly across the floor.

Suddenly, a cold, metallic sensation came from within.

Just as Chen Jianguo threw the paperweight at his face, Xiao Li closed his eyes, raised the Type 54 pistol tightly with both hands, and instinctively pulled the trigger hard!

"Bang!"

A deafening gunshot rang out in the closed municipal party committee office, sending dust flying from the ceiling and filling the air with the acrid smell of gunpowder.

Xiao Li had no idea how to use a gun. The huge recoil caused the pistol to fly out of his hand and slide under the sofa some distance away.

The shot missed a vital spot, instead piercing Chen Jianguo's right thigh, causing a burst of crimson blood.

Chen Jianguo grunted, staggered back two steps, and slammed the brass paperweight in his hand onto the floor with a thud.

Xiao Li slumped to the ground, panting heavily, staring in horror at the blood gushing from Chen Jianguo's leg.

However, he was wrong.

Chen Jianguo slowly lowered his head, staring intently at the bloody hole in his leg.

The intense pain did not bring him to his senses; instead, it was like a raging fire that completely burned away the last thread of reason in his mind.

His facial muscles twitched at an extremely bizarre frequency, and the madness in his eyes not only did not diminish, but instead burst forth with a chilling, beast-like bloodthirsty light.

"Shoot... You ungrateful bastard, how dare you shoot me?"

Instead of collapsing, Chen Jianguo dragged his bleeding leg and approached Xiao Li step by step in an extremely contorted manner.

Hot blood dripped down his trouser leg, leaving a shocking red stain on the expensive carpet.

Instead of picking up the paperweight from the ground, he suddenly spread his arms wide, his ten fingers curled into claws, and with a chilling, savage laugh, he pounced on Xiao Li like a mad wolf!

"Let's die together! Let's go to hell together today!!!"

Chen Jianguo's massive body pressed heavily on Xiao Li, his blood-stained hands gripping Xiao Li's neck like iron clamps.

"Let go...cough cough..."

Xiao Li's face had been pinched until it turned purplish-red. He thrashed wildly at Chen Jianguo's arm with both hands, rolled his eyes and struggled desperately, kicking his legs frantically on the expensive carpet.

But Chen Jianguo had completely gone mad. His shot right leg was pressed tightly against Xiao Li's body, blood flowing all over the ground, but he seemed to feel no pain at all. His eyes were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, and he stared intently at Xiao Li, his fingers tightening more and more.

"We'll die together! You traitor! I'll strangle you!"

Just as Xiao Li's struggles were getting weaker and weaker and he was about to die.

With a loud bang, the heavy double wooden doors of the municipal party committee office were violently slammed open from the outside.

"Secretary Chen! What happened?!"

Two municipal security officers on duty and several government officials who were working overtime in the corridor rushed in, their faces pale with fright, after hearing the deafening gunshot.

When they saw the horrific scene in the office, everyone was stunned, frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

Broken porcelain shards littered the floor, an overturned coffee table lay scattered everywhere, along with top-secret documents, gold bars, bundles of 100 yuan notes, and a Type 54 pistol lying in the distance.

Meanwhile, the usually aloof and dignified top official of the municipal party committee was now disheveled and straddling the first secretary, Xiao Li, with a bloody hole in his right leg, frantically choking Xiao Li's neck.

The head security officer's voice trembled with fear; he couldn't believe his eyes: "Secretary Chen..."

The gasps from outside the door finally made Chen Jianguo pause in his work.

He turned his head extremely slowly, his bloodshot eyes, devoid of any rationality, staring intently at the group of subordinates who had barged in.

"Well done...just in time!"

Chen Jianguo abruptly released Xiao Li, who was already half-conscious, and staggered to his feet like a wild beast that had just seen blood.

Ignoring his bleeding right leg, which was leaving a long trail of blood, he pointed at his completely dumbfounded subordinates at the door and roared with his face contorted in extreme rage.

"What are you all standing there for?! Are you rebelling?!"

Chen Jianguo, spitting as he spoke, his face contorted with a chilling fanaticism and madness, roared hoarsely, "Didn't you see someone assassinating the municipal party secretary?! Go pick up the gun! Shoot this traitor to death! And downstairs, Li Yuanchao has brought his men to seize power! Go! Open the armory of the armed forces department! Set up the heavy machine guns in the corridor! Anyone who dares to come up, shoot them to death!"

The people who rushed in gasped in fright and involuntarily backed away.

This is no longer the cunning and all-powerful municipal party secretary; he's clearly a complete madman!

"Are you deaf?! I am Chen Jianguo! I am the Party Secretary of the Municipal Government! I'm the one who calls the shots in this city!"

Chen Jianguo was furious as he watched his subordinates retreating.

He stumbled forward, dragging his crippled leg, and grabbed the head guard by the collar, bringing his blood-soaked face close to the man's face, letting out a chilling, owl-like laugh.

"Go kill someone! Whoever kills Li Yuanchao for me, I'll promote him to police chief! I'm rich, all the gold bars on the ground are yours! Kill them!"

Stared at by Chen Jianguo like a vengeful ghost, the head security officer smelled the strong stench of blood and saw the top-secret documents and gold bars scattered on the ground. Finally, the fear in his heart overwhelmed his awe of power.

"Secretary Chen...you've gone mad!"

The security officer let out a terrified scream and, out of self-preservation instinct, shoved Chen Jianguo away with all his might.

Chen Jianguo's right leg had already been pierced by a bullet, and at this moment he could not bear any weight. With this push, he fell backward like a piece of dead wood.

A muffled thud.

Chen Jianguo's head slammed heavily against the edge of the hard mahogany desk.

This extremely heavy blow became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

His bloodshot, bulging eyes rolled back violently, and before he could even utter a sound, his massive body slid down the table leg to the ground like a pile of boneless mud.

Crimson blood gushed from the back of his head and right leg, slowly soaking the carpet and mixing with the scattered large coins, gold bars, and top-secret receipts.

This once all-powerful and arrogant municipal party secretary, in a state of utter disarray and misery, collapsed completely amidst the pile of evidence against him.