Crush professional skills

Li Yu raised his head slowly, and there was only one pair of eyes in the dim light, which were astonishingly bright.

The corners of her mouth curled up in a slow arc, her face was clearly delicate but extremely coquettish, she was staring straight in one direction.

Yang Jinran in the monitoring room took off his earphones and looked at the picture on the screen. Li Yu smiled brightly as if mocking his self-righteousness.

What surprised Yang Jinran the most was how could Li Yu know where their monitors were placed in such a short period of time, as if he was familiar with every detail of this place.

At that moment, Yang Jinran had the illusion that he was directly meeting Li Yu's eyes. The pores on his body seemed to be corroded and suffocated. !

Yang Jinran licked his lips. This slight to subtle feeling of being invaded made him completely excited. He hadn't felt such an exciting feeling for a long time. The feeling of dying in despair, then becoming your own collection.

So excited, he had to suppress it so that he wouldn't be so distorted.

Involuntarily, she slowly stroked the beads in her hand, and looked at this unremarkable string of beads with gentle eyes.

Believe in Buddha, he is one of the few truths.

"Brother, son, are we going down?" A younger brother couldn't help shivering when he saw Yang Jinran's distorted face.

"Of course, such a beautiful creature must die beautifully."

He opened the drawer and took out the revolver lying inside.

Just when Yang Jinran was about to go downstairs, the cell phone rang suddenly, followed by Yang Yang's exasperated voice.

"Brother, let Li Yu go! Parents want you to stop immediately! They're going to kill me!" Yang Yang was almost forced to cry. He was drinking and drinking in the bar. of.

He didn't expect that a bunch of his own thugs would come in and fight him away indiscriminately, and even throw him around without saying a word. He thought it was baffled at first, how could his parents who always loved him be so ruthless? .

Finally, under the thug's stick, he told all the recent events in detail.

His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but this time, no one sympathized with him at all. It was the first time he saw his parents look so panicked.

What is the origin of the Li language?Isn't he just a junior high school student with nothing?

Feeling that his idiot son couldn't speak clearly, Father Yang grabbed the phone, "Yang Jinran, release that child immediately!"

"Oh, why?" Don't say that he wants to hide the eyes now, even if he doesn't want to, he doesn't plan to let the kid go.

Trying to suppress his anger, Father Yang said slowly: "I know you want to help our family swallow up the Shao family, but this is not urgent, take your time. That kid really can't be touched."

"Who, said, I did it for you?"

"You!" Father Yang was anxious, "If you don't let him go, we won't have you in the Yang family today!"

Yang Jinran sneered, hung up the phone and turned it off.

"Hey Hey hey?"

Father Yang found out that Yang Jinran had died, looked at his wife with ashen face, and at the same time saw the astonishment in the other's eyes.

Now, it's over!

Yang Jinran appeared in the basement, and he walked over slowly like a cartilage, only when looking at Li Yu from the depths of his eyes, there was a bloodthirsty smell.

Li Yu smiled, thinking silently: Abnormal.

No. [-]: Actually, Li Yu...you are also a little pervert in the eyes of those people.

Of course, No. [-] wisely didn't really say this.

"Mo Qi, don't be so timid, you will make other children laugh at you!" Passed the pistol over.

"My life is not for gambling like this, you..." Suddenly, the pistol was pointed at his temple.

I only heard Yang Jinran say calmly: "If you don't come up, I will deal with you first."

There is no doubt about the seriousness of the words.

Mo Qiyang's acupoints twitched, and he stared at Yang Jinran viciously, as if he wanted to eat a piece of meat.

"It wasn't you who died, of course you said it easily, don't think that I will wipe your ass for you!"

"Mo Qi, if you still want to play in the Tao, you should know the rules, and the game you promised should not be played. This kind of mentality will be looked down upon for the rest of your life, and you will never be the king of gambling."

Li Yu watched silently, the current Mo Qi is far from having the chatter and laughter that will dominate the world in the future, and he is just a gambler with good skills at present.

But being able to educate such a person into the Seventh Brother who can make the West District earthquake by stomping his feet shows that Yang Jinran is a terrifying person who knows how to catch people's weaknesses and attack.

Li Yu suddenly had a crazy idea in his mind, if he killed Mo Qi before he grew up, then there would be no gambling king named Brother Qi in the future.

Kill him!

He will beat Yang Jinran once so that he will never dare to attack him lightly again!

Li Yu, who didn't even dare to kill a chicken, under the pressure of such an environment, gradually transformed into another appearance, hidden in his heart, decisive, ruthless, and leaving no hidden dangers.

If he sits and waits to die, there will be endless troubles.

If you are not ruthless, it is a dead end.

Mo Qi's Adam's apple rolled. After he calmed down, he naturally understood what Yang Jinran said. Even though he knew that the other party was trying to provoke him, he had no choice but to fall for it.

Because he wants to be the king of gambling, and the king of gambling requires not only skills, but more importantly, gambling products.

Surrendering without a fight is the most despised.

"Come on." Closing her eyes, Mo Qi calmed down completely.

Satisfied with the effect he had created, Yang Jinran handed the gun to a younger brother.

After putting in the bullet, he turned it casually, and then returned to Yang Jinran's hand, smiling lazily, but there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, "Which one of you will go first?"

Seeing such a good show, the rest of the people started to place bets.

However, the betting process was extremely quiet and silent.

The atmosphere is becoming more and more tense, like a tight bowstring, which is about to break at any time.

"Let me go first." Mo Qi said, the first shot is usually the safest.

"Respecting the old and caring for the young is my virtue, of course the uncle first." Li Yu smiled innocently, looking at the young man in his thirties and said.

Everyone: Bah!

Who do you want to fool with this harmless look?

However, Li Yu's performance just now, and his gentle appearance that has remained unchanged until now, made them shudder, and they would never really say it out loud.

After taking the gun, Mo Qi's face turned slightly pale, and his temples throbbed even more violently, even though he knew that the result was a life-threatening bet.

But his expression is still calm. After all, he has seen a lot of worlds, and he is just hovering on the lifeline again.

Even if the probability of empty bombs is high, it does not mean that it is completely safe.

Time passed by, eyes closed tightly, pressed against the head, and pressed the trigger.

Click.

The clenched heart returned to its place little by little, and a thin layer of sweat was already breaking out on the back. It might have only been a few seconds, but it seemed as long as a century.

Anyone who wants to survive cares about life.

This is not ridiculous.

Mo Qi was no longer in the mood to observe Li Yu, he just handed the gun over with a blank expression.

"It's your turn."