Chapter Ninety-Six: Forcing Him to Make a Choice

"What about Mr. Nan's decision?" Owen looked at the south wind that didn't move, and asked lightly.

The face under the mask smiled indifferently, he shook the pistol in his hand, and said in a magnetic voice: "Tears of the deep sea, I am bound to win." ”

After saying that, Nangong Ze pointed a pistol at his temple.

Looking at Nangong Ze's movements, everyone held their breath and admired Nanfeng a little more from their hearts.

Knowing the result, but not timid, this is worthy of being the president of Nanfeng Group.

It's just that there are some people who scoff at Nanfeng's decision, including Murong Dong.

Although Nanfeng's decision seemed extremely stupid to him, he was happy. The president of Nanfeng Group died at this gambling banquet for the tears of the deep sea, even if the Nanfeng Group held the tears of the deep sea, it would no longer have the ability to compete with its own Murong Group.

The South Wind Group, which has lost its South Wind, is like an eagle that has lost its wings. In the majestic eagle, if it loses its wings in the sky, it will also fall into the clouds, and it will be deceitful.

Nanfeng was just about to pull the trigger, but Lin Joy grabbed his hand.

Before he was paying attention, Lin Joy had already snatched the revolver pistol from his hand.

Nangong Ze had never seen Lin Qiaoyi's skills, and he was only surprised that she was able to snatch the pistol from her hand.

Most of the people present knew Lin Joy and knew her family background. It's normal to think that she has such a neat and neat skill, after all, she is also a member of the general's family.

What they didn't know was that although Lin Qiao Yi was Lin Zheng's granddaughter, she only learned a little self-defense, and she couldn't get any bargain when she really started it, so Lin Zheng trained her to grab a gun.

In this way, she will be able to snatch the pistol of her own captor, which will bring an unexpected turn to the emergency.

"Joey, what do you mean by that?" Owen looked at Lin Joey's sudden movements and asked suspiciously.

"Mr. Ou, can you add one person to this round of the game?" Lin Qiao Yi glanced at Nangong Ze faintly and asked Owen.

Owen's eyes were slightly darker, looking at Lin Qiaoyi's indifferent face, and he was a little surprised in his heart.

Could it be that Joey Lin wants to participate?

"Don't mess around." Nangong Ze frowned, and was about to reach out to snatch the pistol from Lin Qiaoyi's hand, but Lin Qiaoyi dodged it.

"Mr. Nan, what is nonsense? Could it be that you think our Lin Group can't get the tears of the deep sea? Lin Joy said coldly.

She didn't know why she did this, but when she saw that Nangong Ze was about to shoot, she subconsciously went to grab the pistol in his hand.

For the sake of the tears of the deep sea, he didn't even want his life. Are Tears of the Deep really that important?

It was so important that he could abandon Nangong Guo, Nanfeng Group, or even abandon her.

"Jojo, don't make a fuss." Nangong Ze looked at Lin Qiaoyi's face and knew that she was serious, and his heart tightened.

His nickname for Lin Joy relieved the incomprehension of watching Lin Joy's actions just now.

It turns out that Lin Joy and Nanfeng are really inextricably linked.

Of the people present, only Chen Ziyi was surprised when she heard Nanfeng's nickname for Lin Qiaoyi.

This intimate nickname, Nangong Ze also used to call it. When I call her, I always have a hint of hidden tenderness in my warmth.

Nanfeng, Nanmiyazawa, is there any connection between them?

Chen Ziyi turned his puzzled eyes to Nanfeng, if Nanfeng is Nangong Ze, then how could Nanfeng do this?

She quietly pulled out the phone in her handbag and quickly edited a text message for her father.

As soon as the text message was sent, Chen Haoqiang immediately replied.

Chen Ziyi took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and Chen Haoqiang's reply was only three words: "Presidential Palace".

Looking at his father's reply, Chen Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief. Then I had a disdain for the idea I had just now, how could I have such a ridiculous idea?

Nangong Ze regards Nangong Guo as more important than everything about him, how can he participate in such a gambling contract so casually?

Besides, Nan Gong Ze is now discussing political affairs with his father in the presidential palace, how can he appear in this place?

When Chen Ziyi was disdainful of his own thoughts, the situation in the banquet changed.

Owen looked at Lin Joy's insistence, and replied lightly, "Of course." The rules of the gambling banquet don't say that you can't participate in the middle, so if Joey wants to participate, he can. ”

"Then I'm going to participate." Lin Joy said firmly.

As soon as her words fell, the people present had some different opinions about her.

Lin Joey in lace news and entertainment newspapers is a water-based existence, even in economic newspapers and magazines, she is just a shrewd and capable strong woman, and no one has ever seen her like this.

Now Lin Joy is just a woman who defends her deep love in everyone's eyes, a woman who is crazy about love.

Everyone knew that there was only one last chance in that pistol, and that bullet was undoubtedly in it.

"Joey, are you sure?" Owen asked.

"Hmm." Lin Joy nodded.

"You should know there's only one bullet in the pistol, but now there's only one chance." Owen emphasized.

"I know."

In order to prevent Nangong Ze from retrieving the pistol, Lin Qiao Yi walked next to the dealer. She randomly pulled out a random deck of cards from the deck and threw it on the table, and a 9 of hearts appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone's eyes flashed a little admiration and pity when they saw the cards, Nangong Ze was 10 just now, and now Lin Qiaoyi's cards are smaller than his, so Lin Qiaoyi wants to shoot first.

"Since Nan is always 10, then this time I should start first." Lin Qiao Yi looked at his cards with a faint smile on his face, and he didn't see any timidity and cowardice.

Lin Qiaoyi's current expression was in stark contrast to the few people just now, except for the expression that he didn't see Nanfeng, the other three people all had a trace of hesitation and timidity, even Murong Dong was a little frightened.

In this way, Lin Joey's image instantly rose in everyone's hearts. Before that, people who had some disdain for her also began to think about the authenticity of those news.

Chen Ziyi felt that the gaze around her had changed a little, and she looked at Lin Qiaoyi's eyes without the disdain she had earlier, and she felt unhappy for a while.

What's the big deal? It's just a stupid woman who knows that she will hit the muzzle of a gun for a man, what qualifications does such a woman have to be appreciated by others?

The displeasure in Chen Ziyi's heart accumulated bit by bit over time, and the eyes that looked at Lin Qiaoyi became even more displeased and jealous.

Lin Qiaoyi, since you want to find death yourself, you should hurry up and die. In this way, Your Excellency will be dead set on you, and he will accept me.

In Chen Ziyi's opinion, the only reason why Nangong Ze rejected her was Lin Qiaoyi, as long as Lin Qiaoyi died, no problem would be a problem anymore.

As the person concerned, Lin Qiaoyi had no time to care about the gaze that fell on her, she still looked at Nangong Ze in front of her with a smile and a gentle and stubborn look.

"Jojo, what the hell do you want to do?" The face under Nangong Ze's mask became more and more indifferent and displeased.

What is Joey Lin doing? Do you have to be against yourself?

"I want tears of the deep." Lin Joy replied frankly.

"I'll give it to you." Nangong Ze said to her without thinking.

As long as it is what she wants, even if it is the entire South Wind Group, he will not hesitate to give it up, let alone the tears of the deep sea.

"Nope. If you want to change your life, then I might as well take it myself. Lin Joy said stubbornly.

"Jojo, be obedient!" Nangong Ze said with displeasure.

He always felt that this gambling banquet was not so simple, and Owen would not really kill himself.

However, he can gamble with his own life, but he can't gamble with Lin Joy's life.

"South...... South Wind, if you insist on the tears of the deep sea, then I will bet with you. If I lose, you will naturally get the tears of the deep sea. But if I win, I'll give you Tears of the Deep. ”

After saying that, Lin Joey raised his hand, put the muzzle of the black hole hole on his temple, and put his index finger on the trigger on the pistol.

Owen looked at Lin Qiaoyi's actions like this, and looked at Nangong Ze calmly, with a playful smile on his lips.

The addition of Lin Joy made this banquet even more fun, and he wanted to see what Nanfeng would decide?

Let the woman who loves him dearly shoot for him, or give up the tears of the deep sea yourself?

Nangong Ze looked at the smile on Owen's face, his gentle temperament and bright eyes, such a gentlemanly appearance, in his opinion, was just a disguise.

He knew that Owen would not stop Lin Joy, and he also knew that Lin Joy would not give up.

Seeing this, Nanxi stepped forward, walked to Nangong Ze's side, and said with some concern: "Mr. Nan, Miss Lin is forcing you to make a choice." ”

That's right, Lin Joy is forcing himself to make a choice, and Owen is also forcing himself to make a choice.

Do you want Tears of the Deep Sea, or do you want Lin Joy?

He looked straight at Lin Joy, and saw the hope hidden in her eyes, and her slightly trembling fingers.

Joey Lin, you're scared, aren't you?

Actually, you're scared too, but in order to force me to make a choice, you don't even care about such fear. Do you dare to swear frankly that there is no me in your heart? Can you still say you don't love me?

If this is not love, then what is?

Lin Qiao Yi felt that Nangong Ze's gaze was becoming more and more gentle, but she had no way to be sure, was that tenderness the last spoiling of herself, or was it a precursor to him choosing to give up?

It was only a minute after the time, and everyone present, including Lin Joy, felt as if a century had passed.

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