Chapter 658: Shoot Yourself!

These elite men of Ducky are as well trained as an army that has been trained hard every day.

At this time, although Daqi was in danger, none of the hundreds of people made a move, and they didn't even make a sound.

The formation they stood in was extremely elegant, blocking every possible escape direction for Zhao Junhao, and ensuring that they would not hit their own people when they fired.

Everyone's hand holding a gun was extremely steady.

The air quietly froze at this moment.

The huge banquet hall was so quiet that it seemed empty.

Fang Bazhi's breathing became rapid.

He is by no means a timid person, and when he was young, he also rushed to kill in the shadow of swords and swords.

But the conscience of heaven and earth, now that he is in his seventies, and he is accustomed to enjoying his life, where can he afford such a fright? ζ‰‹ζœΊη«― δΈ€η§’θ¨˜δ½γ€Žβ†’m.\B\iq\u\g\\o\m』 provides you with wonderful \ novel reading.

His back was cold, and his legs were shaking.

It's also a shame that he is a person who has seen the world, and if he is an ordinary person, he has been pointed at guns by hundreds of people, and I am afraid that he has already been scared to pee his pants.

Ducky's heart was already tightened.

He had seen Zhao Junhao's shot, which was weird and terrifying, like death coming to the world.

Therefore, even with such a large number of subordinates trapping Zhao Junhao here, he still felt a deep threat.

His eyes were staring at Zhao Junhao's eyes, but whenever Zhao Junhao's eyes changed a little, and there was a little bit of bad intentions, he would immediately order to shoot.

But Zhao Junhao's eyes were flat, like a pool of stagnant water.

He seems to have been accustomed to such dangerous scenes, or rather......

It's not the same thing at all.

He played with Dutch's gun, which was an old but very well-maintained revolver.

"This Browning is a modified one, right?"

"Not bad. At a distance of two meters, a single bullet from this gun is enough to blast anyone's head into a watermelon. ”

When the two were talking, their eyes were always staring at each other, and they never lost their minds for a moment.

Suddenly, Sophie rushed up, and she stood between the two.

"Dad, Zhao, the problem between you can be solved by talking, right?"

"I know I shouldn't interfere in this, but you're all important people to me, and I don't want you to be hurt."

Zhao Junhao smiled slightly.

"I'm not going to do any harm to anyone but myself."

As he spoke, he turned his gun on himself.

"What are you doing here?"

Sophie exclaimed.

Fang Bazhi also jumped out of the corner of his eye.

Could it be that he knows that there is no hope of escape, and he wants to kill himself?

Not really!

Even if you have the backbone and are unwilling to give in to Ducky, you won't do such a stupid thing, right?

Daqi was obviously completely confused by Zhao Junhao's behavior, and looked at Zhao Junhao in a daze, not understanding what his intention was.

"I said, I'll show you what capital I have."

The corners of Zhao Junhao's mouth hooked up with a smile, and as he spoke, he actually pulled the trigger.

No way!

Ducky was shocked.

Could it be that he wanted to take the bullet empty-handed to prove his ability?

This guy, he must be crazy!

This is a remodeled Browning!

But a loud bang was heard, and this huge sound showed the terrifying power of this revolver.

A sharp bullet, at a speed invisible to the naked eye, shot towards Zhao Junhao's chest.