Because Zhu Licheng suddenly pulled out the gun, it happened suddenly, not only Luo Hao, who was pointed at by him with a gun, didn't pay attention, but even Zhu Zhiyuan, who was standing beside him, didn't notice it, until the gun rang out, everyone was shocked!

Phew! Phew!

Two orange-red muzzle flames burst out from the muzzle of the pistol in Zhu Licheng's hand, and two nine-millimeter caliber pistol bullets accelerated by rifling and flew towards Luo Hao at the other end of the conference table.

Feeling the breath of death transmitted from those two bullets, Luo Hao's eyes instantly narrowed into the most dangerous needle-shaped! Hardly there's any hesitation, Luo Hao's body quickly dodged to his right side.

Although Luo Hao made a dodge action in time, because the distance between him and Zhu Licheng was too close, he couldn't dodge, and his left arm was still ploughed out by the bullet with two deep wounds. Luo Hao, who fell to the ground, covered his bloody arm, and let out a dull snort of pain in his mouth.

"Brother!"

"Haozi!"

"Xiao Luo!"

A variety of names are mixed in the conference room. Qi Fan looked up at Zhu Licheng, who was holding a pistol in his hand, his face was a little hideous, and a fierce murderous aura burst out in his eyes!

Seeing that he didn't kill Luo Hao, the expression on Zhu Licheng's face became even more hideous, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, he aimed the gun at Luo Hao, who fell to the ground, and roared: "Luo Hao, I'm going to kill you, kill you!" ”

But will Zhu Licheng succeed? The answer is clearly no! Not to mention that there was still a Zhu Zhiyuan standing next to him, when he pointed his gun at Luo Hao for the second time, Qi Fan took action! Qi Fan rushed directly to the conference table, and then the inertia of the sprint and the smooth conference table table slid towards Zhu Licheng, who was still holding a pistol in his hand.

Qi Fan kicked Zhu Licheng's chest hard, causing his body standing on the ground to lose its balance and jump straight down from the conference table. At the same time that Qi Fan jumped from the conference table to the ground, the hand knife in his right hand had already slashed at Zhu Licheng's right hand holding the gun.

Click!

A crisp sound of bones breaking reached the ears of everyone present. Zhu Licheng looked at the pistol that was originally in his hand, but now it had fallen to the ground, and after standing in place for less than a second, he held his right wrist that had been cut deformed by Qi Fan with a hand knife, and howled wolf.

The arm bone was broken by someone with force, and the pain was enough to make people shiver just thinking about it. However, Qi Fan was obviously not ready to let Zhu Licheng go like this, his right hand was clawed, he poked out, stuck Zhu Licheng's neck, and lifted Zhu Licheng, who was one hundred and eighty centimeters tall, with one right hand alone, and pressed it on the wall used to project projections at the front of the conference room.

Qi Fan's eyes stared coldly at Zhu Licheng, who was pressed against the wall by him, his face flushed, and his eyes were surging with a killing intent that was so strong that it could not be dissolved. As long as the fingers of his right hand stuck on Zhu Licheng's neck, with a few more strengths, he could easily crush Zhu Licheng's throat bone.

"Qi Fan, if you dare to touch me, my dad will definitely kill you!" Zhu Licheng, who was pressed against the wall and had some difficulty breathing, used his left hand to try to break Qi Fan's right hand stuck on his neck.

"Then try it, see if I dare to touch you today!" Qi Fan's eyes were red with blood, he snorted coldly, and his right hand was strengthened again.

In Qi Fan's heart, Luo Hao is his elder brother and his dearest relative, Zhu Licheng suddenly shot Luo Hao, and caused Luo Hao's arm to be so seriously injured, which undoubtedly angered Qi Fan's bottom line. The murderous aura emanating from him almost frightened Zhu Licheng into incontinence.

"Keep your men!" Zhu Zhiyuan, who came to his senses, pleaded with Qi Fan for his son.

"Whoever touches my brother will die!" Qi Fan, who had a cold expression, did not have the slightest intention of compromise.

Zhu Zhiyuan was in a hurry, so he had to ask Luo Hao, who was helped up from the ground, for help. Although it was somewhat ridiculous for the deputy commander of the dignified military region to give in to a child who was less than 20 years old, Zhu Zhiyuan had no choice. Because it is his own son who is facing a death threat now, and among so many people present, only Luo Hao can persuade Qi Fan.

"Xiao Fan, let him go!" Luo Hao said towards Qi Fan, who was surging with murderous aura all over his body.

"But he ......"

"Let him go!"

Qi Fan snorted coldly and let Zhu Licheng, who was pressed against the wall by himself, slide to the ground. Zhu Licheng, who has experienced death to life, covered his reddened neck and relieved the discomfort in his throat by coughing non-stop.

He looked at Luo Hao, who was bleeding from his left arm, with resentful eyes, and said, "Luo Hao, I'm going to kill you!" As he spoke, he crawled towards the pistol that had fallen to the ground.

"Stubborn!"

When Qi Fan just raised his foot and kicked at Zhu Licheng, Zhu Zhiyuan had already taken the lead in moving his feet, kicking Zhu Licheng two or three meters away, and after knocking down a few wooden chairs next to him, he slammed into the wall.

"Rebel!"

Zhu Zhiyuan glared angrily, and after Zhu Licheng, who was curled up and lying on the ground, he said to Luo Hao: "Xiao Luo, if you can trust me, just hand over this rebel to me to deal with, and I promise to give you a satisfactory explanation!" ”

Luo Hao glanced at Zhu Zhiyuan, who had an upright face and a firm gaze, and nodded in agreement to his request. He chose to agree to Zhu Zhiyuan's request, half out of trust in himself, and the other half because of Zhao Guobang's evaluation of Zhu Zhiyuan. Zhao Guobang once said that if in ancient times, if Zhu Zhiyuan governed the army strictly, he would definitely be a generation of famous generals!

"Guards! Escort this rebel back to the military district! Zhu Zhiyuan said hello to Rong Hao and Xu Guowei, and walked out of the conference room with an unkind face.

"Luo Hao, you son of a traitor, why did you get Yunxi, why!? I'm going to kill you, kill you! Zhu Licheng, who was sent out of the conference room, was still scolding Luo Hao with a hideous face.

"Haozi, the wound on your arm is very deep, you have to go to the hospital to deal with it quickly!" Xu Xudong looked at Luo Hao's bleeding arm and said anxiously.

"I'm going to drive, my car is nearby!"

When Yuan Jingxuan was about to turn around and go out, he was stopped by Rong Hao and said to Xu Xudong: "Xiaodong, go drive my car, anyway, it's still under traffic control, and my car has a military license plate, don't worry about traffic lights and speeding!" ”

Yun Xi, who was sitting in the car downstairs and waiting quietly, suddenly heard the sound of gunshots coming from upstairs, and his heart was a little uneasy. When she saw Zhu Licheng being escorted into a military jeep by two guards and leaving quickly, the uneasiness in her heart was even worse.

Combined with the previous gunshots and Zhu Licheng, who was forcibly escorted away, with Yunxi's IQ, he quickly deduced the matter to a rough conclusion. Yun Xi, who rushed into the TV station in a hurry, just ran to the second floor, and met Luo Hao, who was being helped down the stairs and was still bleeding from his arm.