The serious and inch-headed men present naturally understood the meaning of his words, and they wanted to end the life of the young master of Nangang with their hands, and I have to say that this is really a good calculation.

After the deed is done, they can be alone, watch from the wall, and wait for the head of the Nangang family to compete with the sandpiper mussels on their side, and maybe the yellow finch will be behind and the fisherman will benefit.

"Heh............"

The man let out a low snort, as if it had pierced the heat in the air, and in an instant, it made people feel like they were falling into an ice cave, and their bodies were cold.

The man in the tunic who had just put his heart back in his stomach trembled when he heard this, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat again.

Although the heating was on in the room, he felt as if his hands and feet were cold and stiff and unconscious.

"Conditions?" Gu Cheng looked at the man in front of him who was quite restless without joy or anger.

One of his hands rested on the armrest on the side of the sofa, and his fingers moved slightly, and he immediately understood seriousness, and took out a gun with his backhand and placed it respectfully in his palm.

Seeing this, the man in the tunic was shocked, stood up suddenly, and was about to take out the gun from his coat pocket, when the clinker hand touched the placket of his coat, and the cold barrel of the gun was against his head.

"You ............," he looked at the big man with a gun pointed at him angrily and in dismay.

"Sit down!" He yelled at him and put a gun to his head to force him to sit down.

The small eyes of the man in the tunic concealed the fear overflowing from his heart, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, and even his palms were wet.

He barely managed to stabilize his mind and looked at the man who was still noble as a god, "What does Mr. Big mean?" The two armies are fighting, and I don't want to kill them, not to mention that I am here to talk to you about cooperation......"

"Use an illusory condition to talk to me about cooperation ............"

The man's low voice accompanied by the sound of the pistol loading fell into the ears of the man in the tunic very clearly, like a talisman that made him move back in fright.

"Big ...... Mr. Big......"

The timid man looked at the muzzle of the gun in his hand and pointed it at his heart, and then slowly moved up to aim at his eyebrows, shaking like chaff for a while, gasping for breath.

"Where did he Meng Qiuping get his confidence, I will agree......" Gu Chengze's dark eyes were deep, and his index finger hit the trigger.

"Sir, can't ......"

Before the word "kill" in the mouth of the inch head was spoken, the cold eyes glanced over, he silently swallowed back the words in his mouth, and withdrew the foot that had already taken half a step forward.

"Unload one arm and give it to the head of the Nangang family......" The man lowered his hand holding the gun, stood up, and looked condescendingly at the man in a tunic with a colorless face, indifferent with a downright slaughter.

"If you want a leaf not to stick to your body, you have to let me see first, his sincerity Meng Qiuping."

"Yes, sir." Seriously bowed his head in response.

The man in the tunic breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been amnestied, he naturally understood the meaning of the man's words and agreed to the cooperation they proposed, but unfortunately, Gu Cheng did not kill people as they wished.

"Click............"

There was a sudden slight sound at the entrance, and Gu Cheng moved his fingers holding the gun, and turned to follow the sound.

A girl in an overcoat stood at the doorway, the plaid scarf around her neck hanging loosely, and several large bags of fruits and vegetables and other things piled up at her feet.