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The lame son turned his head to look at Yun Kang who was angry and nodded, and then loaded the gun.

"Okay, then I will satisfy you." As soon as his voice fell, the gun rang.

However, it was not Li, but Yunkang who was shot.

Yunkang's thigh was pierced by a bullet and blood was flowing.

He clutched his legs and looked at the killer he had hired at a high price with horror on his face.

He couldn't even imagine that the master he had spent so much money on would actually aim his gun at him.

"Are you crazy?!" Yun Kang roared, clutching his injured leg.

The lame son just looked at him coldly.

"Guguan, I will kill you by talking again. I will accept your money, but it doesn't mean I want to do things for you. You stupid donkey deserve to die!" "You! Say it again! Wait for Lao Tzu to come back and find someone Peel off your dog's skin and use it as a foot wipe! I spent so much money that you betrayed?! It's unreasonable!" Yun Kang's face was pale with pain, but his mouth was still unforgiving.

He didn't know that the captain of the bodyguard in front of him was faked by Lao Li, so he hadn't been able to accept his invitation until now, the captain of the bodyguard and this master actually betrayed him!

What a special thing!

"You wait for me!" Yunkang was so angry that he and the lame son yelled.

But the lame son laughed.

"Waiting? Waiting for another team you formed to come to the rescue?" His words shocked Yunkang, who was still confident.

"How would you know?" Yun Kang asked in surprise.

He had done a lot of preparations at the beginning. While hiring the bodyguard team in the mansion, he also hired the lame son, a secret killer, to hide in the secret room in case of emergency.

But to be on the safe side, he also secretly organized a team, and once something happened to Yunfu, the team would immediately come to support it.

The old and cunning Yun Kang never trusts anyone alone. He knows that no one is absolutely loyal. The reason for being loyal is that the benefits of betrayal are not enough.

But he really didn't expect the situation that these two key figures all defected.

"You stupid donkey, you really think that you are smart and others can't play with you? Hahahaha." The lame son laughed, and his laughter was full of sarcasm, making Yunkang's face more difficult to look at.

"You...what do you mean?" Yun Kang panicked and asked.

The lame son shrugged his shoulders: "What do I mean? Your secretly organized team has been beaten by me and thrown into the pigpen behind Yun Mansion. Don't expect them to save you."

After he finished speaking, there was another ridiculous laughter.

"I think you are really stupid and bad. It's pure luck to eat human blood buns until today. The professional team you hired is nothing to me. It's easy to be defeated. Would you dare to invite any kind of goods?"

"Besides, I see, you really don't have a very good vision. Look at the people you invited, either embroidered pillows or betrayers, Yunkang, do you think you are retribution?" The lame son said as he drew closer. Yunkang.

Yun Kang clutched his injured leg and stepped back. His arrogant expression disappeared from his face. Instead, he was flattered.

"Do you think that the money is not enough? I have a lot of money, so you can make a price!" Yunkang tried to seduce the lame son again with his profit.

The lame son raised his eyebrows: "Oh? You **** is so rich?"

"I'll give you five times the previous price, okay? Six times is fine!" Yunkang sweated heavily on his forehead.

Seeing that the lame son was unmoved, he continued to increase the price: "Seven times?...Eight times? Ten times! Ten times is always the best way!" He gushed, hoping that the lame son could be shaken by this.

"Oh? Ten times? That's a huge sum of money. I didn't expect Mr. Yun to be so rich. It really impressed me!" The lame son laughed again after he finished speaking.

"Yes, yes, yes, as long as you are satisfied, you can have as much money as you want, boy, I only want you to protect my safety and kill this guy in front of me!" Yun Kang said, glaring at Lao Li.

At this moment, only the lame son was holding the gun. It seemed that he had the absolute initiative, and Yun Kang naturally wanted to please the lame son.

If it is Lao Li holding a gun to dominate at this moment, Yun Kang will also please Lao Li.

He did everything in order to survive, and that's why he stepped on the bones of so many people to get to where he is today.

His actual possessions are so much that he can't even count them.

That was an era when 10,000-yuan households were all rich.

At first he promised to give his lame son a commission of 30,000, but now he says to give it ten times, which is 300,000!

And the three hundred thousand is just a drop in the bucket for him, even if it is given away, it doesn't hurt. It shows how odious this guy is!

"Three hundred thousand, buy you a life, Li Tuo, you think you will be cured in this life." The lame son laughed.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to kill, you have to pluck you." Lao Li gritted his teeth tightly, the temptation of 300,000 yuan, the lame son might be really hard to resist.

Besides, he was here because Yun Kang had invited him to protect himself. Now it is reasonable to kill Lao Li who wants to assassinate Yun Kang.

"Kill him, I will give you 300,000 immediately!" Yun Kang said quickly, and opened the cabinet beside him.

The cabinet is actually full of money, and there are more than 300,000 in it.

"Oh, so much money, then I'm really sorry for you." The lame son finished speaking, raised his pistol, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

This shot directly shot Yunkang through the forehead.

Yunkang never realized why he was killed by his lame son until he died. He obviously gave so much money...

The lame son ignored Lao Li, but walked over and kicked Yunkang's body aside, then squatted down and put all the money in the cabinet into his prepared backpack.

"you……"

"Our business will be calculated later, I will take the money away first." The lame son put the money in the cabinet into the bag little by little, even though he knew that Lao Li was a master of first-class. But he didn't seem to be afraid.

The more this is done, the more it makes Lao Li feel that this guy is not simple, and his purpose is not simple.

Old Li wasn't in a hurry either, he stood coldly on the spot, watching the lame son put away the money little by little.

More than ten minutes passed, but the lame son still did not pack up the money, because there was too much money here.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked back at Lao Li: "You won't get some?"

The money was so much like waste paper that he couldn't finish it himself, so naturally he didn't mind Lao Li coming to get some.