Die For Life

Leyu draws a gun and shoots, no one can react.

Except Jing Zhengfeng.

At the moment when the guns rang, Jing Zhengfeng turned over and jumped up with one hand on the tabletop. While dodge, his five fingers were like a hook and grabbed to Leyu, and the light burst out like a wolf bite!

Bite Warfare·Wild Bite!

clang!

Le Yu casually punched over, and Jing Zhengfeng's burst of light was immediately pierced like bubbles. In midair, Jing Zhengfeng was hit by Leyu. He lost his balance and flew out and fell to the ground. However, the moment he landed, a rolling carp stood up and he fought frequently. No matter how painful he is, he won’t be hurt. Dare to let yourself lie on the ground.

After the continuous confrontation between the electric light and the flint, other talents reacted, and the quiet Huifu Hall suddenly broke out with the sound of riots:

"My son, how can you—"

"Anyway!?"

"Let, get out, get out of it!"

Some people even stood up, looking at the worried expression, I'm afraid they wanted to escape from Jingyuan. Lao Jing's family is already here, and the Four Brothers of the Jing Family are ready to fight for the position of Patriarch, and they are ready to escape when they see something wrong.

In the noisy noise, Le Yu touched the short-tube shotgun, and said lazily: "Don’t be nervous, everyone, I’m just making a joke with my cute brother. Is it possible that even the well-informed Jing family will be scared? Arrived? No, no, no?"

Everyone calmed down and took a closer look. They found that although Leyu was shooting at the dining table just now, there was no damage to the dining table. Even Jing Zhengfeng, who was shot, stood upright, with no wounds or blood stains on his body, just his face. It seems to be beaten and swollen.

"When did my elder brother like to joke?" Jing Zhengwu held up his teacup, gently tasting it, and said with a smile: "Still filling the shotgun with empty bullets, this joke is so surprising."

Yes, Leyu short-tube shotguns are loaded with empty shots, and they only have sound but no effect.

The short-tube shotgun can only hold two bullets, one with an empty shell, which not only loses the fighter, but also directly wastes a magazine — you must know that this shotgun was actually purchased by Jing Zhengwei with a lot of money, even The current Heyang Army standard shotguns are all single bullet magazines, and they have to be reloaded after a single shot.

But since Leyu died replacing Jing Zhengwei, he replaced the magazine with an empty bomb + a real-middle bomb, for no other reason-for fear of dying in confusion.

Even modern ordnance can go wrong, how can Leyu believe this hand-made shotgun? And because of the size of the shotgun, it can and can only be tied to Leyu's thigh. Once it goes off or even explodes, Leyu can answer ‘what kind of experience it is to explode an egg.’

Ruthless people like Jing Zhengwei certainly don't mind this risk, but Leyu is neither perverted nor bold, so it is natural and honest to install an empty bullet to reduce the risk.

And the empty bomb is not meaningless, because the enemy doesn't know that Leyu has the empty bomb, then his first shot can still force the enemy to dodge forcibly.

If the enemy thinks that there is a problem with the guns, or thinks that Leyu's shotgun is a single spot on the spot, so rest assured to kill Leyu, then another bullet will give him a chance to reincarnate.

Originally this was just an insurance mechanism, but I didn't expect it would come in handy now-Leyu also knew that it was impossible to kill people on this occasion, but using shotguns to scare people, it's okay for him to play like this once in a while.

Leyu sat down, motioned Qinglan to sit next to him, and then looked at Jing Zhengfeng: "My lovely brother, my brother just made a joke with you, are you going to be angry? No, are you?"

Jing Zhengfeng touched his swollen face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and burst out a few words from his teeth: "...no."

After all, Jing Zhengfeng also sat back to his position, but this time he sat down honestly, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, seeing other people secretly surprised-the old man actually suppressed this wild species.

The butler came over to look for Le Yu with a smile, Le Yu did not trouble him, and handed over the short tube of shotgun to him for safekeeping.

The hustle and bustle of Huifu Hall resumed. Qing Lan held the coconut milk, stroked her chest, and said with some fear, "Master, I was scared by you just now, I thought..."

Leyu: "Why? I thought I would take out the shotguns and kill all the people here, and then I would become the Jing Family Patriarch after I went out?"

Qing Lan was startled slightly, and immediately looked at the people around him, and hurriedly pulled the sleeves of Le Yu: "You son, be quiet, in case someone hears—"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Leyu waved his hand, but seeing Qing Lan's anxious appearance, he still lowered his voice cooperatively, "It's been a day, don't you know where it is?"

He immediately replied: "Hidden dirt and deceive, the clansmen seem to be exchanging family affection, but in fact they are discussing interests. The four brothers are brothers and respectful, but they actually want to put each other to death...Jingyuan is a stage. Everyone here is an actor who plays every time."

"In their eyes, Jing Zhengwei is already a loser." Leyu laughed: "Whether I am acting with them with a smile on my face, or talking nonsense as I like, it will not affect their relationship with me-here. Words can’t move people, only interest is the pass of the Jing family."

"Relax, don't eat too much, you have to take the car back later."

While talking happily, the servants began to serve food. After a while, the tables were filled with delicacies. The aroma of the food overflowed the entire Huifu Hall. There were already some fat people who could not hold it back. Dare to move and look at the main table eagerly.

The internal banquet still has to pay attention to the rules, and the owner must talk about the chopsticks and pick up the first dish before the others can move the chopsticks. If the owner is not there, the oldest clan elder will do it for him.

"Clan elder, can you pick up chopsticks?" Jing Zhengwu suggested politely.

However, the elder shook his head at this time, "There are still people who haven't come, wait a while."

"Who else hasn't come?" Jing Zhengtang looked around for a week, scratching his head: "It seems to be full. Clan elder who didn't come? Why don't I go and call it?"

Others are also puzzled. It’s not that everyone should come together, but even if ordinary people don’t come, the clan elders won’t care-the clan elders will only notice if the person at the main table does not come, and ask everyone Wait a minute.

Fei Wei pulled Jing Zhengtang back and pointed his finger at the empty seat in the direction of 12 o'clock on the main table.

This position is the position of the Patriarch. Although the Patriarch has been unable to attend the internal banquet for several months in a row, this position is naturally empty for the sake of respect.

Many people's expressions suddenly changed, Jing Zhengwu remembered something, and turned his attention to Jing Zhengfeng. He should have guessed it a long time ago-there is only one reason why his father called this wild species to come back today!

At this moment, the sound of a wheelchair came from the back hall. Everyone turned their heads and looked over and saw the old housekeeper pushing the wheelchair out. In the wheelchair was sitting a tall and thin old man with white hair and beards, a thin body, and a gloomy appearance!

"I have seen the Patriarch!"

The tribesmen stood up and saluted respectfully one by one, with louder voices. The dishes on the dinner table seemed to lose their appeal in an instant, and all their attention was focused on the old man who seemed to be braiding at any time!

This person is the head of the Jing family, the ‘Black Thorns’ who has been in charge of the Jing family for nearly thirty years, Jing Qingchu!

After the tribe's salute, Jing Zhengwu suddenly said again: "My child wishes his father good luck and prosperity!"

Jing Zhengtang also said: "My boy, I wish my father an early victory over the disease!"

Damn, can't you hide from the "calling father" after all?

Leyu knew from the beginning that the head of the Jing family had been bedridden for many months, and would not normally participate in family banquets. He was fortunate to have escaped, but he did not expect that the beheaded stab would eventually come down!

Leyu hesitated for a moment, at this time Jing Zhengfeng also said: "Good evening to the old immortal."

"Fourth brother, you have enough—"

Jing Zhengfeng turned his head and saw that Le Yu suddenly punched him again. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com He subconsciously used his right hand to draw a circle, trying to dispel the attack of Leyu—

Bite Warfare·Yong!

However, for some reason, Le Yu's fist still hit his other face, and his face was swollen right now!

"Fourth brother, don’t you look at what time it is now, how could you be so rude? As your elder brother, there is an old saying that the elder brother is like a father, you don’t respect your father, you just don’t respect me! I can't tolerate your disrespectful behavior! You, greet you again, have you heard it!"

Jing Zhengfeng covered his face and looked at Le Yu with grief.

Enough of you, you have never beaten me even the old immortal, you beat me twice in one night! ?

However, Le Zhiming looked at Jing Zhengfeng righteously. At this moment, the light of the righteous path seemed to shine on him, setting off him extremely tall.

"enough."

Patriarch Jing Qingfu said coldly: "You--"

"good."

Leyu sat down instantly, as if nothing had happened just now.

The others were stunned for a moment, even Jing Qingchu was choked-he just wanted to say a few words to stop the conflict between the two brothers, and by the way show the majesty of the Patriarch, who knows that this eldest son would never give him such a chance!

He also felt strange in his heart: Zhengwei never stood up like this before, and he speaks in a yin and yang style. What is today...

Reminiscing about Jing Zhengwei's ‘action’ these days and his sudden interruption of his speech just now, Jing Qingfu suddenly felt that he could not understand his eldest son.

The eldest brother is like a father, teaches brothers, interrupts father to speak, cleans up his men, cuts off the slave trade...

Could it be...

Jing Qingfu looked at Leyu, with a strange light in his eyes.