When she reacted, she immediately struggled violently. There was a tearing sound in her throat.
“Ah!! You despicable person!”
“Ah! No, no, I beg you…”
The old lady behind him knelt on the ground and grabbed Bo Jinchuan’s pants. Tears streamed down her wrinkled face.
“Please, let my son go, let him go…”
“Mom!!”
The smile on Bo Jinchuan’s face was replaced by coldness.
She looked down at the old man kneeling on the ground and then at Yu Song.
Yu Song’s heart skipped a beat and he hurried forward to help the old lady up.
“Please, let my son go. Don’t kill my son. Don’t…”
The old lady was wearing a rough green shirt, but it was clean. Her short and thin body was supported by two guards, and she looked so light.
“I beg you… kowtow to you, please…”
Her mother’s cries, helplessness, despair, and humility made the hearts of the guards, who thought that their hearts were as hard as steel, ache.
Bo Jinchuan stared at her coldly.
“Do you know why I did this to him?”
How would the old lady know? She only wanted her son to live.
“Don’t kill him, don’t…”
“Because he wanted to kill my wife.”
Bo Jinchuan stared at her quietly as he spoke. The old lady paused and looked at him in disbelief.
“No, that’s impossible…”
Until just now, she had always thought that her son had accidentally offended the elites of the upper-class society, which was why…
“Not only is she my wife, but she’s also the daughter of a mother. Do you understand?”
Bo Jinchuan’s gaze landed on the woman beside him. He could still see the fear and hatred in her eyes.
“Hate me?”
Bo Jinchuan’s lips curled coldly.
“It doesn’t matter. Because I hate them too… And I can capture them, torture them, and even kill them. No matter how much you hate me, you can’t hurt me at all.”
This was reality.
The young woman’s eyes flashed and tears flowed. In the end, she collapsed to the ground and wailed.
“Zhao Li, f*ck you!”
The man called Zhao Li looked at the heartbroken woman outside with a pained expression. He bit his lips tightly and restrained himself from saying anything.
Bo Jinchuan turned around slowly and faced the man whom the old man called Hu Zi.
“I’ll give you one last chance. Tell me or not.”
“Say it! Say it! He said it!” The old lady shouted hurriedly.
Hu Zi’s eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Bo Jinchuan with hatred.
“Don’t even think about it! Didn’t you bring them here to threaten us? Aren’t you looking down on us too much? I won’t say anything. You might as well kill me!”
While he was speaking, Bo Jinchuan returned to his chair and sat down.
A gunshot rang out.
The old lady’s cries stopped abruptly.
She turned to look at Hu Zi in disbelief and saw the man who had raised his head to speak just now. There was still a chain on his hand, but he was kneeling there with his head lowered.
That shot hit the heart.
There was dead silence.
“Hu Zi!”
The old lady screamed.
“He seems to think that I called you over to threaten him… He thinks that I’m too kind and incompetent. I gave him three chances. He was the one who thought that I couldn’t kill him in front of you.”
Bo Jinchuan retracted his gun calmly.
The old lady seemed to have yet to recover from her shock and despair. Her eyes widened as she stared at her lifeless son who was kneeling there. She even forgot to breathe.
In the end, Yu Song patted the back of her neck and the old lady fainted. Her breathing started to quicken.
No one could believe that Bo Jinchuan would really shoot.
In front of an old mother, she killed her son without even blinking.
Zhao Li was also in disbelief.
An unprecedented panic rose in her heart.
He wasn’t afraid of death, but now, he was extremely afraid of dying in front of the person he loved the most.
Leaving them behind was an irresponsible and irresponsible man.
Now that they had witnessed how they died…
A lifetime of trauma, a lifetime of unforgivable fear.
How cruel were they to the people they loved?
“What about you?”
Before he could react, Bo Jinchuan’s cold voice sounded again.
He turned to look at him stiffly. He suddenly felt that the man in the expensive suit who looked elegant and indifferent was the most cruel and cold-blooded devil.
“You said that to me, it will only save me some time. If you don’t say it, I will only spend more time. Your deaths will only serve to stall for time. In the end, you will only use your lives to extend the lives of others.”
“Or do you also think that it’s more important for you to sacrifice your life for a mission that is destined to fail than to abandon your wife and child in this world?”
Zhao Li’s stiff eyes finally moved. “What… what did you say?!”
“I’m pregnant.”
The woman sitting on the ground suddenly said calmly. She placed her hand on her stomach and looked up at Zhao Li with tears streaming down her face.
“Zhao Li, you’re a f*cking b*stard!”
Fang Fang didn’t try to stop him. She glared at the man with reddened eyes. “You’re the only one who’s stubborn!”
She struggled to get up and ran to Bo Jinchuan’s side. She picked up a knife from the booth beside Yu Song and held it with both hands. The tip of the knife was aimed at her stomach.
“Fangfang!!”
Zhao Li suddenly shouted in fear, “No!”
Bo Jinchuan lowered his head and fiddled with the gun in his hand, ignoring the woman’s actions.
“Zhao Li, let me tell you! You’re the only man in my life! If you die, I won’t live either! Since I’m going to die, I’ll leave first!”
As she spoke, she raised her hands and stabbed the sharp blade into her stomach.
“I’ll talk! I’ll talk!!”
Seeing her actions, Zhao Li’s head exploded.
Yu Song quickly grabbed the woman’s hand and stopped the tragedy in time.
Zhao Li’s frightened expression instantly relaxed. He swallowed hard and closed his eyes.
“I said…”
The guards carried Hu Zi out of the cage. Her mother was also sent away. The woman named Fangfang and Yuan Sichun, who had long turned pale from fright, were also brought out of the room.
“Tell me what you know.”
