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Li Feng came home humming a ditty, with the beer he just bought in his hand.

Because on the way back, Huayu put 500 million on his card.

It's a cool feeling.

Just imagine, a person doesn't need to work, study, or look at anyone's face, just by opening his mouth, he can get money that many people can't make in their lifetime... Who will be upset about this?

He is very grateful for his original choice.

Sure enough, it was right to use the video to blackmail Huayu.

"Hey, find some chicks tonight!" Li Feng closed the door and rubbed his hands excitedly.

The next second, the back of his head was pressed against a cold piece of hardware.

Ye Wushuang appeared behind him, holding a gun in his right hand, and said calmly, "The premise is that you can survive tonight."

"Who!" Li Feng turned around abruptly, facing the muzzle of the revolver between his eyebrows, his hairs stood on end in fright:

"Ye Wushuang!"

He often checks the trend of Huayu on the Internet, and he is naturally no stranger to Ye Wushuang.

But how could Ye Wushuang be in his home!

And with a revolver!

Based on his experience in daoism, it is a real gun!

"Where is the video of the truth about the fire?" Ye Wushuang didn't talk nonsense.

She came back with Li Feng in order to get the "truth video" that Li Feng said.

Otherwise, relying on the recording in her hand alone is not enough to arrest Huayu.

She didn't expect that she just wanted to see the relationship between Li Feng and Huayu, but she learned that Huayu was not only Ji Shen's savior, but also killed three people!

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" Li Feng smiled reluctantly, and slowly backed away.

When he retreated to a certain distance, his eyes turned hard, and he turned his head and stretched out his hand to grab the gun!

Ye Wushuang's black pupils glanced at the sarcasm, raised his leg and kicked Li Feng in the abdomen, directly kicked Li Feng to the ground, and stepped on his face with the sole of his shoe:

"Do you understand now?"

"Listen, I understand!" Li Feng knew what it means to be a gentleman who knows current affairs, and he didn't move Ye Wushuang's feet, and asked with a flattering smile:

"How did you know that I have a video of the truth about the fire?"

"Do I seem to be interested in chatting?" Ye Wushuang asked back.

Li Feng laughed dryly. He thought for a while and said, "I do have a video of the truth about the fire, and this video can put the three golden actresses to death. Do you want it?"

Ye Wushuang's face turned cold.

"Of course you want it, haha, let me adjust the atmosphere." Li Feng said to himself, with a pause:

"But Huayu will give me 500 million yuan a month. As the saying goes, the one with the highest price gets the treasure. Why don't you give me 600 million yuan every month? Anyway, the Ji family is not short of money, right?"

As if trying to convince Ye Wushuang, Li Feng tried his best: "Think about it, you only need 600 million per month, you and Ji Shao will no longer have to be called cold-blooded and heartless by the outside world.

You can also get rid of a rival in love and marry Ji Shao as the first lady of a wealthy family smoothly. How cost-effective is it? "

Ye Wushuang was really impatient.

She flipped her wrist and showed Li Feng the six bullets in the drum of the revolver, and then took five bullets in front of him, leaving one inside.

After doing this, she pressed the drum back, turned it around a few times, aimed it between his eyebrows, and put her index finger on the trigger:

"Ever played Russian roulette? You have a five-in-six chance of surviving."

Li Feng didn't believe that Ye Wushuang dared to kill people at all, so he smiled indifferently: "Miss Ye, this is a society ruled by law, do you think this trick can—ah!"

Ye Wushuang pulled the trigger without blinking.

Hey.

Empty gun.

She repeated lightly: "The current probability of survival is four out of six."

After Li Feng panicked, he was furious, and said in a thin voice, "How dare you shoot, you—ah!!"

Ye Wushuang pulled the trigger again.

Hey.

Another empty shot.

She is like a ruthless broadcasting machine: "The probability of survival now is three out of six."

"Our country is about the law—"

Hey.

Another empty shot.

Ye Wushuang's eyes did not fluctuate: "Two-sixths."

"Ye Wushuang! If you have something to say, we can talk about it. If you think it's more than 600 million per month, we can discuss it! How about 300 million? If it doesn't work, 100 million is fine!"

Hey.

Another empty shot.

"One-sixth." She lowered her eyes slightly.

Li Feng became incontinent, the yellow liquid dripped all over the floor, and he felt his soul trembling with excitement!

His mind was buzzing: "If you kill me, you will never get evidence in your life!"

He bet that Ye Wushuang didn't know that in order to prevent Huayu from finding someone to kill him, he uploaded the video to the Internet and released it regularly. As long as he left it alone for 24 hours, he would spread it all over the Internet by himself.

If Ye Wushuang also knew, it would be enough to kill him with one shot!

He had to lie to Ye Wushuang and force Ye Wushuang to give in!

Unmoved, Ye Wushuang pulled the trigger.

Hey.

The last empty shot.

Her eyes were bright, and her red lips parted slightly: "The probability of survival from the last shot is zero."

The revolver has six bullet slots, and Ye Wushuang only loaded one bullet.

Five shots were empty in the front, and the last shot was 100% live ammunition.

"I say I say I say!"

In the face of death, Li Feng was defeated. He told Ye Wushuang where the evidence was stored. After Ye Wushuang verified it, he let go of his foot on Li Feng's face and left.

Li Feng lay limp on the ground, feeling as if his soul had been taken away by someone, he had no strength in his body, and his eyes were dull.

Ye Wushuang walked into the elevator and took out six bullets from her pocket—she had taken all the bullets in the first place.

The so-called live ammunition was just a mental game used to play Li Feng.

After reloading the bullets into the revolver, Ye Wushuang posted the recording and the video of the truth about the fire on his Weibo.

She didn't care how the incident unfolded, but stopped the car and went straight to the eastern suburbs where the old antiques were.

At this time, the old antiques were listening to opera together in Liyuan.

Hearing that Ye Wushuang came to visit alone, the three old antiques looked at each other.

From each other's eyes, they all saw the words "Hehe, you dare to come alone, then the three of us brothers have to give you some color and let you get out of Ji Shi in a hurry".

Antique No. [-], the oldest, snorted coldly: "Let her in."

"Yes."

The servant went down and brought Ye Wushuang in.

The three old antiques are like three giant Buddhas, with a lofty posture.

Antique No. [-] said arrogantly: "Tell me, what can you do with us?"

Ye Wushuang said sincerely, "My man can't sleep well at night."

Antique No. [-] wondered: "He can't sleep well, what does he care about us?"

Ye Wushuang sighed: "Because you don't let him marry me, he is very distressed."

Antique No. [-] sneered: "Hua Yu is his savior, and even sacrificed his own dream for him, so he is more worthy of marrying him than you!"

Ye Wushuang knew that they would say that, and took out his mobile phone to play the video of the truth about the fire, so that they could see that the fire was set by Huayu himself.

Liyuan was silent for a while.

After a while, Antique No. [-] raised his voice and said, "Even if the language of flowers is not good, we still have many noble ladies to choose from!"

Ye Wushuang was impatient again.

She took out her revolver, shot three times at an extremely fast speed, wiped the ears of the three shareholders, and smashed three blue and white porcelain vases in the pear garden.

Then, she raised the corners of both sides of her mouth to form a pile:

And-kind-slight-smile-

Liyuan was silent again.

Antique No. [-]: "I found that Ms. Ye and Ji Shen are really golden boys and girls, a match made in heaven."

Antique No. [-]: "Yes, if Ms. Ye is not old enough, I really want to hold a wedding for them today."

Antique No. [-]: "Go ahead, anyone in the family who dares to break up Miss Ye and Ji Shen will have his legs broken!"