Because Zhu Licheng suddenly drew his gun, the incident happened suddenly. Not only did Luo Hao, who was pointed at by him, but even Zhu Zhiyuan, who was standing beside him, did not notice it until the gunshots, and everyone was shocked!

Sorry! Sorry!

Two orange-red rifle flames burst out from the muzzle of the pistol in Zhu Licheng's hand. Two nine-mm caliber pistol bullets accelerated by the rifle and shot towards Luo Hao on the other end of the conference table.

Feeling the breath of death transmitted from the two bullets, Luo Hao's eyes instantly narrowed into the most dangerous needle-shaped shape! Without any hesitation, Luo Hao's body quickly dodged to his right.

Although Luo Hao made a dodge move in time, because the distance between him and Zhu Licheng was too close and unable to dodge, his left arm was still plowed out by bullets. Luo Hao, who fell to the ground, covered his blood-flowing arms and let out a dull pain in his mouth.

"elder brother!"

"Haozi!"

"Ro!"

Various names mixed in the conference room. Qi Fan looked up at Zhu Licheng, who was holding a pistol in his hand and had a ferocious look on his face, and a fierce murderous aura burst out in his eyes!

Seeing that he had not killed Luo Hao, Zhu Licheng's expression became even more ferocious, and a trace of madness flashed in his eyes. He pointed the gun at Luo Hao who fell to the ground and shouted: "Luo Hao, I want to kill you, kill you!"

But will Zhu Licheng succeed? The answer is obviously no! However, there was Zhu Zhiyuan standing beside 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 and smooth conference table top of the conference table slide towards Zhu Licheng who was still holding a pistol in his hand.

Qi Fan kicked Zhu Licheng hard in the chest, causing his body standing on the ground to lose balance, and then jumped straight from the conference table. While Qi Fan jumped from the conference table to the ground, the knife in his right hand had already slashed at Zhu Licheng's right hand with a gun.

Click!

A crisp sound of bone breaking came into the ears of everyone present. Zhu Licheng looked at the pistol that was originally held in his hand but now fell to the ground. He stood there blankly for less than a second, and then hugged his right wrist, which had been deformed by Qi Fan with his hand knife, and howled.

The arm bone was interrupted by someone with force. Such pain was enough to make people tremble all over. However, Qi Fan was obviously not going to let Zhu Licheng go just like that. He put his right hand in a claw and stuck Zhu Licheng's neck. With one right hand alone, he lifted Zhu Licheng, who was 180 cm tall, and pressed it on the wall for projection at the front of the conference room.

Qi Fan stared coldly at Zhu Licheng, who was pressed against the wall by him and his face turned red, with a strong murderous intent surging in his eyes. As long as he stuck with Zhu Licheng's right finger and added a little more force, he could easily crush Zhu Licheng's throat.

"Qi Fan, if you dare to touch me, my dad will definitely kill you!" Zhu Licheng, who was pressed on the wall and had difficulty breathing, tried to break away the right hand that Qi Fan stuck on his neck with his left hand.

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

In Qi Fan's heart, Luo Hao was his brother and his dearest relative. Zhu Licheng suddenly shot Luo Hao, causing Luo Hao's arm to be seriously injured, which undoubtedly angered Qi Fan's bottom line. The murderous aura emitted from him almost scared Zhu Licheng to incontinence.

"Keep people behind you!" Zhu Zhiyuan, who recovered from his senses, pleaded with Qi Fan for his son.

"Whoever touches my brother will die!" Qi Fan, with a cold expression, had no intention of compromise.

In desperation, Zhu Zhiyuan had to ask for help from Luo Hao, who was helped up from the ground. Although it was a bit ridiculous that the decent military commander gave in to a child under 20 years old, Zhu Zhiyuan had no choice. Because the threat of death is his biological son, and among so many people present, Luo Hao was the only one who could persuade Qi Fan.

"Fan, let him go!" Luo Hao said to Qi Fan, whose murderous aura was surging all over his body.

"But he..."

"Let him go!"

Qi Fan snorted coldly, allowing Zhu Licheng, who was pressed by himself to slide to the ground. Zhu Licheng, who had experienced death to life, covered his red neck and relieved the discomfort in his throat through constant coughing.

He looked at Luo Hao, who was bleeding from his left arm with resentment, and said, "Luo Hao, I want to kill you!" Then he crawled towards the pistol that fell to the ground.

"It's stubborn!"

When Qi Fan was about to lift his foot and kick Zhu Licheng, Zhu Zhiyuan was the first to move his feet. He kicked Zhu Licheng two or three meters away with one kick. After knocking down several wooden chairs next to him, he hit the wall hard.

"Rebellious son!"

Zhu Zhiyuan glared at him angrily, and after Zhu Licheng was lying on the ground with his body curled up, he said to Luo Hao: "Luo, if you want to trust me, just hand over this rebellious son to me. I promise to give you a satisfactory explanation!"

Luo Hao glanced at Zhu Zhiyuan, who had a straight face and a firm look, and agreed to his request. His choice to agree to Zhu Zhiyuan's request was 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 Zhu Zhiyuan had governed strictly in ancient times, he would have been a famous general!

"Guardian! Take this ruthless son back to the military region!" Zhu Zhiyuan said hello to Rong Hao and Xu Guowei, and walked out of the conference room with a bad expression.

"Luo Hao, why do you, the son of a traitor, get Yun Xi? Why?? I want to kill you and kill you!" Zhu Licheng, who was sent out of the conference room, was still cursing Luo Hao with a ferocious expression.

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

"I'll go 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: "Dong, go drive my car. Anyway, traffic control is still under control, and my car has a military sign, so don't worry about traffic lights and speeding!"

Yun Xi, who was sitting in the car downstairs, was suddenly uneasy when she heard gunfire coming from the building. When she saw Zhu Licheng being taken into a military jeep by two guards and leaving quickly, she felt even more uneasy.
Chapter completed!