Xiang Yong sat on the sofa and bowed slightly, which was a greeting.

When he opened his mouth, the first thing he said immediately attracted everyone's attention: "Which one of you here will be trusted by everyone, and you are sure that it will not be the trust I invited?"

Most people will say hello and say "hello everyone" or something.

Xiang Yong is biased.

The effect was good, and everyone's eyes were on it.

You must know that these people are all big people with a net worth of billions, or even tens of billions, and a cough will make the magic capital shock, and it is not easy to attract their attention.

The chubby Mr. Tang, who arrived first, smiled and said, "The one I trust the most, of course, is Mr. Wei." Mr. Wei has a good reputation. ”

Wei Jianye, nearly 50 years old, tall, middle-aged, hairline has begun to recede, is the boss of the domestic electric car "Double Star". The company's market value is 40 billion, and his own personal assets are about 18 billion, which may not be the richest in this small circle tonight, but it has a good reputation and no negative news.

Xiang Yong looked at Wei Jianye, Wei Jianye smiled faintly: "Brother Tang is in love." But if I say I won't trust anyone, everyone will believe it. ”

"Everyone can trust Mr. Wei. ”

"It's always impossible for Wei to be trusted. ”

"I believe in Mr. Wei. Boy, can you just tell me if there's anything going on?"

The rest of the people said babblingly.

"Okay, I'm not verbose, let's see for yourself. Xiang Yong took out a thin jade from his pocket and showed it to everyone at his fingertips.

Everyone squinted and looked carefully, but they couldn't see anything unusual.

Before they could ask, Xiang Yong had already handed the jade to Wei Jianye.

"Mr. Wei, please take it. ”

Wei Jianye took the jade with a confused face, turned it over and looked at it, but he didn't see a flower.

"Is this?" he asked.

Xiang Yong didn't answer, just walked up to Fan Xiaoyue and stretched out his hand to her.

Fan Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses, and her eyes hesitated.

"Take it. Xiang Yong said calmly.

Fan Xiaoyue fought fiercely in her heart, and it was not until this moment that she really understood Xiang Yong's intention of asking her to bring this thing.

She instinctively felt that something was wrong and wanted to refuse, but in the end, her trust in Xiang Yong prevailed. She silently opened the Hermès backpack she was carrying and took out something wrapped in flannel.

Xiang Yong quickly took it, lifted the flannel, and a low shout sounded at the scene.

It was a pistol. The cold iron black is cold into people's hearts.

Xiang Yong held the gun in his right hand, opened the magazine to check the bullet, loaded it skillfully, opened the safe, didn't say anything, took a few steps forward, suddenly raised his hand, aimed at Wei Jianye with a confused face, the muzzle of the gun was almost against Wei Jianye's forehead, and pulled the trigger with lightning speed.

Tongues of fire bloom.

The loud gunshots echoed through the room, sending pain to one's eardrums.

"Ahhh

Although Fan Xiaoyue didn't scream, her shoulders trembled obviously, and her eyes were a little straight.

The men were no better, some were fat but agile and rolled over the couch, some jumped up in panic and buried their heads in their arms, some stood up with their legs weak and fell to their knees, some collapsed on the couch like a ball of soft mud.

Wei Jianye's whole body jumped, as if he had been shot, and he screamed meaninglessly; a few seconds later, he looked down at himself, didn't find any bullet holes, and touched his forehead again, but didn't touch the blood, then he raised his head and looked at Xiang Yong, with anxiety and pleading in his eyes: "Little brother, if you have something to say, I will definitely do it!"

"Xiaoyue, you can also help persuade this little brother not to be impulsive!"

The rest of the people were all silent, looking at Xiang Yong and not daring to speak.

Xiang Yong put down his hand, closed the safety again, grabbed the hot barrel, and handed the pistol to Fan Xiaoyue, who took it mechanically and put it back in his bag.

During the whole process, Xiang Yong kept his face tight, just like a killer in the gangsters in Hong Kong films, with murderous special effects.

When the gun left his hand, everyone still didn't dare to speak out, after all, the richer a person, the more he cherished life.

Xiang Yong smiled slightly, this smile was like spring returning to the earth, melting ice and snow.

The eyes of Wei Jianye and the others finally came to life, Wei Jianye coughed, and said a little annoyed: "Little brother, this joke is too much." ”

He said to Fan Xiaoyue again: "I will tell your parents." ”

A few people next to him also spoke, condemning the joke as excessive, but no one dared to say anything radical. After all, the gun was still in Fan Xiaoyue's bag.

Fan Xiaoyue shook her head, didn't speak, and gave up all the stage to Xiang Yong.

Xiang Yong bent down in front of Wei Jianye.

Wei Jianye had palpitations and immediately shrank back, but behind him was the back of the sofa, and he had nowhere to escape.

A smile that had just appeared froze on his face, and panic crept back up, and the expression at this moment was simply wonderful.

Xiang Yong squatted down, picked up something from the ground, and stood up again.

He held the object with two fingers, and everyone's eyes looked at it.

It was a distorted brass warhead.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

When Xiang Yong shot just now, but Wei Jianye was not dead, everyone subconsciously felt that Xiang Yong was using a fake gun, or raised his hand at the last moment, allowing the bullet to fly over Wei Jianye's head.

But where did this warhead come from?

Only then did Xiang Yong speak, "Mr. Wei, the piece of jade I gave you just now is not an ordinary jade. It's a magic weapon, and it can block a bullet. ”

After a pause, he smiled and continued, "I'm sorry I didn't greet you and used you for a demonstration without permission." As an apology, this is for you. ”

He took out another piece of jade and handed it to Wei Jianye.

"The function is the same as the one just now, it can block a bullet. Of course, it can also block knives and daggers, so that you can survive a car accident. ”

Wei Jianye's brow stretched a little.

He is a businessman after all, although he is still very uncomfortable in his heart, but firstly, he has this compensation, and secondly, he really doesn't dare to provoke this young man who looks sven and beautiful, so he doesn't dare to turn his face, but bows his head slightly, revealing a somewhat reluctant smile: "Good gift, I'll accept it." ”

But he didn't say anything like "forgive you" or "don't care".

He will definitely not forgive in his heart, and he will continue to care.

It's just not necessary to say it now.

Going backwards, he will naturally let Xiang Yong see his means.

The rest of the people didn't have such complicated thoughts, but they were just shocked by this miraculous fact.

Some people see strange lights, and of course, there are people who are skeptical.

After all, they all grew up under the red flag, and they received a materialist education, even if they usually burn incense and worship Buddha, they don't necessarily really believe this.