When Ou Sheng and Wang Zilin were talking enthusiastically, Li Zekai wanted to take the opportunity to sneak out, but Chen Xiu suddenly stopped in front of him and said with a smile: "Li Shao, you are so anxious to go there!"

"You...... Don't come here!"

Ou Sheng and a woman have killed their bodyguards and more than 20 security guards, Chen Xiu, a big man, isn't it even more terrifying, Li Zekai is frightened and retreated.

"Li Shao, don't shoot, I'll protect you!"

Wang Fatzi was in front of Li Zekai, took out a pistol from behind and pointed it at Chen Xiu, and roared angrily: "I'll shoot you when you come over!"

"Shoot...... Shoot him right now, kill him now!"

Li Zekai directly snatched Wang Fatzi's gun, pulled the trigger, and with a "bang", accompanied by fire and gunsmoke, bullets flew out of the barrel.

He aimed at Chen Xiu's head, just to kill Chen Xiu with one shot.

On one acre and three points of land on Hong Kong Island, Li Zekai is really not afraid of causing trouble.

Although Hong Kong Island was advertised as a society with a legal system, the laws of the so-called civilized society at that time were always aimed at the common people, and they were not used for a top elite like him.

"Die!"

The moment he pulled the trigger, Li Zekai showed an evil smile, thinking about Chen Xiu being shot in the head.

After the gunshot, Chen Xiu's head did not move, his body did not move, and the direction of the muzzle of the gun in Li Zekai's hand did not move, the only difference from before the gun was fired was that there were two more fingers between Chen Xiu's head and the muzzle, and between these two fingers was a warhead made of brass.

"Fire Cloud Evil God!"

The waiter on the side remembered a scene from Stephen Chow's movie and screamed.

Li Zekai's face was pale, his hands were trembling and he was still holding the pistol, Chen Xiu's other hand was gently pressed on the barrel, the outside of his fingers was covered with flames, and the gun was so hot that Li Zekai couldn't hold the handle of the gun before he had to let go.

"Bang, bang......" Under the high temperature, the bullet in the magazine exploded directly, shattering the handle of the gun, and Li Zekai's hand was also blown to the ground and rolled in pain.

Wang Fatzi and the waiter turned around and wanted to escape, but Chen Xiu's voice came into their ears: "You can run if you think you can run, but I can solemnly tell you that the consequences of being caught by me are very serious!"

"Spare us!"

The two of them turned around and came back in unison and knelt down on their knees with a "poof", what kind of jokes, Chen Xiu's bullets can be caught, what are the guarantees that they can escape, if they can't beat it, let's beg for mercy.

As for whether begging for mercy works, it can only be lucky.

"How?"

Chen Xiu looked at Li Zekai, who was in pain on the ground and was about to convulse.

"Whatever you want, let's eat somewhere else. ”

Wang Zilin took Ou Sheng's hand and walked out together, and Chen Xiu followed behind in a few steps.

Wang Fatzi and the waiter Chang breathed a long sigh of relief, and they were about to stand up, when suddenly the air exploded, "poof, poof" twice, the knees of the two seemed to have been hit by bullets, and they were immediately comminuted fractures, and Chen Xiu's voice came into the ears of the two: "Small punishment and big precaution, and in the future, I will act for the tiger, it is not as simple as breaking a leg!"

...... Li Jiacheng is a traditional Teochew person, and the most important thing for Teochew people is to pass on the ancestry.

The Li family was going to fly to the Eagle Country to talk about the 100 billion investment, and knowing that Li Zekai was injured, he immediately let the private plane fly back to Hong Kong Island.

Although what Li Zekai's son did was not very good for him, for example, what Cyberport did a few years ago made him lose tens of billions.

Since then, Li Jiacheng has been deeply convinced of the old saying "I'd rather be a loser, and don't be stupid".

My son's IQ is not online, so don't do it in the commercial field.

It's good to be a rich second generation who eats and waits for death with peace of mind.

Just imagine, with Li Jiacheng's net worth, even if he spends 100 million a day, he can also ensure that Li Zekai will not be able to spend it until he dies.

The risk of doing business is much greater, and you can lose hundreds or hundreds of billions of dollars inadvertently.

Inside Victoria's private hospitals, all the best surgeons came.

"Mr. Li, according to Li Shao's situation, we are sure that we can perform the severed finger sutures, but ......" "But what?"

"Li Shao's blunt blast laceration is a blunt blast wound, and most of the nerve endings have been ......" Li Jiacheng waved his hand impatiently and said: "I don't understand the period of medicine, you tell me the results directly!"

The dean and the surgeon glanced at each other, and the dean Timothy said in fluent Cantonese: "We can only pick up the severed finger of Li Shao's right hand, and the functional recovery is less than 5% ......." "What!"

Li Jiacheng was furious and scolded: "I donate hundreds of millions of dollars to your hospital every year, and at the critical moment, you actually said that my son's finger was useless!"

Victoria Hospital is a world-renowned private hospital.

The main goal of private hospitals is to make profits, even if Timothy is very famous in the world's medical circles, he can only let Lao Li spray for half an hour at this time, who calls him the gold master.

In the capital market, the owner of the money is the father! It is natural for a father to scold his son! After all, Li Jiacheng is also in his seventies, and after scolding for half an hour, his mouth is dry and his breath is insufficient, and the eldest son Li Zexuan waved his hand to let Timothy and the doctors go out.

"Zexuan!"

"In. ”

Li Zexuan hurriedly responded: "Dad, what do you order?"

"After a hundred years, in order to maintain our Li family's absolute control of the company, 90% of my net worth will only be left to you.

Although your brother is not angry, I owe him a lot as a father and yours as an elder brother.

Now that he's even more disabled, no matter what means you use, you must find out the murderer who hurt your brother!"

"Dad, don't worry.

I've used all my strength, black and white, to find out, and I'll hear from you soon. ”

"Good!"

Li Jiacheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Go ahead, let Timothy go to surgery." ”

He was angry, but he also knew that Timothy was already one of the best surgeons in the world, and he couldn't save Li Zekai's fingers, and he basically didn't have to go to other places to seek medical treatment.

...... He Rongsheng experienced the pain of losing his son.

Even though He Shouheng had imprisoned himself before, he was undoubtedly the most outstanding of his many sons.

He Shouheng's suicide really hit him hard, after all, he once thought about making He Shouheng his heir.

"Master, Guo Lao is here. ”

The steward came in and said.

"Please!"

He Rongsheng was puzzled in his heart: "It's so late, Lao Guo came to the door, could it be that something big happened again?"

"Something's wrong!"

Sure enough, as he expected, Guo Yingdong's face was unhappy as soon as he came in, and he said straight to the point: "I received the news that Chen Xiu has abolished the hands of Li Jiacheng's youngest son!"

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