Zijian looked at Da Chuang's body, his little brother slowly approached Da Chuang, his heart was excited, but he couldn't do it, continue to talk to Da Chuang, as long as he had a few more seconds, the situation could be reversed!

Da Chuang pulled the trigger and said to Zijian: "Zijian, you can go down to accompany your Wu Bin!"

As he spoke, Da Chuang was about to pull the trigger, but at this moment, the person behind him suddenly pounced from behind and hugged Da Chuang in an instant.

"Brother Jian, grab his gun! Hurry!" the man shouted with all his might.

Zijian quickly rushed towards Da Chuang, kicked Da Chuang's body, and instantly kicked Da Chuang and the person behind him to the ground.

Immediately, Zijian squatted down and grabbed Da Chuang's fingers holding the gun with his hands.

"I'm Nyima, let it go!" Zijian roared, stretched out his other fist, and slammed it on Da Chuang's face, "Erniu, hold him!"

"Brother Jian, hurry up!" hugged Da Chuang's little brother tightly and shouted at Zijian.

"Let go, let go!" Zijian punched Da Chuang in the face one after another, but Da Chuang just didn't let go.

"I'm a muddy horse! don't let go, do you!" followed Zijian and slammed a punch on Da Chuang's lower abdomen.

Then Da Chuang spat sour water with a "poof", and then, Zijian snatched the imitation June Fourth from Da Chuang's hand.

"I'm Nyima!I'm going to let you die!" Zijian yelled, about to pull the trigger.

But at this time, Da Chuang's elbow instantly lifted back and up, and slammed into the face of the person behind him, the man instantly let go of his hand, followed Da Chuang to kick on Zijian's stomach, and followed Zijian backwards to the ground.

Just as Da Chuang stood up and was about to rush over, he heard Zijian shout: "Don't move!"

Subsequently, Da Chuang saw that although Zijian was lying on the ground, the pitch-black muzzle in his hand was facing him, and the distance was so close that even those who could not shoot again had almost no chance of missing.

Da Chuang stopped, Zijian quickly stood up, and pointed the gun at Da Chuang.

"Zijian, today is either you die or I die, and one of us will definitely lie here!" Da Chuang glared at Zijian at his muzzle, and said fearlessly.

"That person, it must be you!" Zijian said with a twisted eyebrow, "Fight with me, it's your biggest mistake!

When Da Chuang heard this, he was stunned for a moment and asked, "Wu Bin's death has something to do with you?"

"Damn, did I say Wu Bin!" Zijian shouted with his eyes on his eyes when he heard Wu Bin's name.

Da Chuang immediately laughed coldly: "The Dezi under your hand, and the murder in the back mountain of Kangyuan Villa! are all related to you, right! I know that Zijian, you have done too many evil things!"

At this time, the little brother next to him wiped his bloody lips and asked, "Brother Jian, is what he said true?"

"Are you stupid, aren't you! You believe what he says?!" Zijian glared at the little brother and shouted irritably.

Da Chuang was actually not sure that Zi Jian did these things, but he got some less important information from the mouth of the Hu police, but Da Chuang knew that the spearhead of these cases was all pointed at Zi Jian, but because of the relationship between the upper echelons, the Hu police did not have conclusive evidence and did not dare to touch him.

That's why Da Chuang said what he just said!

Hearing these words, even if Zijian didn't have the intention of killing Da Chuang before, at this time, he had already started to kill.

He felt that Da Chuang seemed to know too much, and this person must not let him live again, even if what he just said was just his guess, it was enough to let him die once!

"Xiao Hei! you're dead and you're going to the underworld, and you're going to have to cut your tongue, you know!"

At this moment, a shout came from the gate: "Put down the gun, hold my head for me, and squat!"

Da Chuang looked at the door and saw that Police Officer Hu was alone with a gun in his hand, facing his side.

"I'm Nyima, are you looking for someone?" Zijian twitched the corners of his eyes, looked at Da Chuang and asked.

"I'm not stupid, I shot myself and called the police?" Da Chuang said in a low voice, "It's just that you can't kill me today, and besides, you won't have a chance in the future!"

Hearing this, Zijian's heart moved, and he grinded his teeth and said, "Fuck, the gun is yours, I took a shot from you, this shot kills you, and I will also defend myself!"

Zijian has reason to believe that the gun is not his own, and Da Chuang has fired another shot at him, and with his own connections, this shot will have no harm to him! Missing this opportunity, maybe it is really like Da Chuang said, there will be no more such an opportunity.

Zijian felt that he couldn't stay alive anymore!

People, when impulsive, tend to do things that are beyond the scope of their normal reason.

And Zijian is exactly like this today, if he thinks about it carefully, then he will definitely not be so impulsive.

It's like, when you gamble, often at the last moment, you will gamble because you have already killed the red eye, and this situation is only limited to the time, and later, when you think with a slightly rational brain, you will regret and blame yourself for your impulsiveness at that time. But it was too late, and in that situation, most people would have done it.

This has nothing to do with IQ or EQ! It's just irrational behavior in a specific situation at the time.

And today, Zijian is also in this kind of mentality, he is irrational, however, he is not money, but life! For anyone, there is only one life!

After Zijian said this, Da Chuang stared at him, and in Zijian's opinion, Da Chuang's eyes seemed to be mocking him for not daring to shoot. He felt that Da Chuang did not dare to shoot him when he saw the police arriving.

You're wrong!" Zijian had a weird smile on his face, and then pulled the trigger.

And he didn't notice that at this moment, Da Chuang's face also had a smile on his face, but this smile was very shallow and flashed.

"Boom!"

Zijian fired a shot.

At the same time, a bullet was fired from the gun in the hands of the Hu policeman.

The bullet quickly passed through Zijian's chest, instantly staining his chest into a bright red blood flower.

Zijian didn't expect that this shot would come from behind him, let alone that the shot he fired was a dumb fire.

In an instant, Zijian fell to the ground, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, his eyes were hollow, looking straight at the sky, and his eyes showed resentment and unwillingness, but then, his gaze gradually dimmed.

The gun, still in his hand, but the man has stopped breathing......