"Zhang haoxuan..." Lin Meinuo went to Zhang haoxuan and looked at the scene. She could not help but be moved. She said to Zhang haoxuan anxiously: "Zhang haoxuan, Nie Wenlong seems unable to support..."

    Zhang haoxuan is also looking at Nie Wenlong. There is no worry and sympathy in his eyes, just a light look. He turned his head to look at Lin Meinuo and said with profound meaning: "he can, because he is Nie Wenlong, because Nie Wenlong is a member of a private club." With that, he ignored Lin Meinuo.

    Lin Meinuo looked away, but just saw Zhang haoxuan''s right middle finger.

    The scarred finger was left when Zhang haoxuan fell off the cliff as a special forces soldier.

    "Because he is Nie Wenlong... Because he is a member of a private club..." Lin Meinuo chewed this sentence carefully.

    The scene is more intense. Chu Tianshu goes down to see Nie Wenlong is OK, and wants to make up for it. But Nie Wenlong is Nie Wenlong, not a fool. After a loss, he will never be cheated for the second time.

    This time, he had been on guard. With a slight mistake, he avoided Chu Tianshu''s feet. At the same time, his strength increased. Now the whole box was almost in his arms.

    When Chu Tianshu saw this situation, he couldn''t help crying in secret. At the same time, I was also surprised by Nie Wenlong''s strength. If only by strength, I''m afraid three of them are not Nie Wenlong''s opponents, but they have internal power, which can increase their strength by geometric multiples. Unfortunately, they don''t have much internal power now.

    Just want to work hard to grab the box back, suddenly feel a light hand, and then the body involuntarily lost balance backward.

    "You cheat! Damn it Chu Tianshu scolded.

    It turned out that Nie Wenlong saw that he couldn''t grab the box with brute force, so he came up with a good idea. Don''t you want a box? OK, here you are! Nie Wenlong suddenly let go, Chu Tianshu immediately lost his focus.

    Nie Wenlong won''t let it go like this. When Chu Tianshu''s center of gravity was unstable, Nie Wenlong gave a loud drink, and suddenly kicked his right leg out, and all of a sudden he kicked Chu Tianshu''s chin. Chu Tianshu let out a cry and flew out. He fell heavily on the ground.

    Until now, Zhang haoxuan just took a long breath. In fact, he is also worried about Nie Wenlong''s safety, even more than Lin Meinuo, but his worry can''t be expressed in his face, otherwise there will be no fight, and the private club will simply give up.

    No matter when, the manager is always calm, even if the sky is falling apart, besieged on all sides.

    Because what you represent is not yourself, but the collective, a belief, a courage, a morale.

    "It seems that this box is very important to you. Well, I, Nie Wenlong, don''t win people''s love." Nie Wenlong smiles and walks to Zhang haoxuan. Walking up to him, Zhang haoxuan didn''t say anything to praise him. He just said with a faint smile: "it''s OK."

    "Not bad." In such a word, Nie Wenlong has been satisfied. Because Zhang haoxuan said it.

    Chu Hongyun stands up, and another person behind him has helped Chu Tianshu up. Chu Tianshu''s murderous eyes glared at Nie Wenlong and Zhang haoxuan, and suddenly said in a cold voice: "Nie Wenlong, sooner or later, one day, I''ll make your life worse than death!"

    Nie Wenlong shrugged his shoulders and looked at Chu Tianshu with pity. He suddenly said, "I really don''t want to scold you because of elder brother Chu''s face. Go back to heal your wounds!"

    Chu Hong Yun turned his head, and his face was gloomy and terrible. He said coldly, "get out of here, are you losing enough shame?"

    "Yes, brother Chu." Chu Tianshu glared at Nie Wenlong and then staggered out of the door.

    "Brother Chu," Zhang haoxuan also stood up, stretched his waist and said lazily, "it''s late. I think I should go back. I will visit again when I have a chance." With that, he turned and left.

    "Wait a minute," Chu Hongyun said suddenly, "let me show you something."

    "Oh?" Zhang haoxuan only stopped, turned around and asked, "what is it?"

    As soon as he turned around, he saw Chu Hongyun''s smile and a golden pistol in his hand. The muzzle of the pistol was dark and pointed directly at his head.

    At this moment, Nie Wenlong and Lin Meinuo are all nervous. Two people''s hands almost at the same time into the pocket, which is the life-saving guy.

    The air condenses in this instant, and the dull smell attacks everyone present.

    Zhang haoxuan had no choice but to smile bitterly. How many times did he face the black muzzle? He doesn''t even know. Every step is natural, without any affectation or imbalance. All the way to Chu Hongyun, the muzzle of the gun was almost on his forehead.

    Chu Hongyun looked at Zhang haoxuan without blinking. He was so brave that even life and death could be regarded as a joke. When he sighed about Zhang haoxuan''s courage, Zhang haoxuan did something that shocked him even more.

    Zhang haoxuan actually put his eyes close to the muzzle of the gun, and his eyelashes almost stuck to the muzzle of the gun. His other eye is squinting. He is looking with this eye. He looks very carefully.

    All of them opened their eyes and mouth wide, looking at Zhang haoxuan in surprise.

    Nie Wenlong and Lin Meinuo have already taken out the gun. The hand holding the gun has been wet with sweat, and the cold sweat slowly flows down the handle of the gun. Time, at this moment freeze frame, all people''s breathing also in this moment stagnation.

    Looking at Zhang haoxuan''s flowing hair, Chu Hongyun suddenly has an impulse to kill him like this? If you can kill him so easily, you can get rid of one of your biggest threats. It''s hard to find this kind of thing, but now the opportunity is coming! Zhang haoxuan ran into the muzzle of the gun himself, and he was still very excited.

    Chu Hongyun''s heart was a little uneasy and nervous, and more of it was surprise. His eyes narrowed again, but this time the light reflected was insidious.

    The middle finger on the trigger trembled slightly. No time had Chu Hongyun been able to make such a difficult choice.

    Chu Hongyun''s palm is sweating.

    Zhang haoxuan was still staring at the muzzle of the gun, and looked more carefully, his eyes were closer to the muzzle of the gun. Chu Hongyun can imagine that if he pulls the trigger, half of Zhang haoxuan''s head will definitely be broken.

    He likes to stimulate, like blood, like to see a fresh life in their own destruction, dare not and the pleasure of death.

    "Farewell, Zhang haoxuan."

    Chu Hongyun smiles coldly in his heart. A most potential enemy is about to die in his own hands. A sense of achievement arises spontaneously.

    Middle finger, gently push down.

    The trigger is about to touch the spring. A bloodthirsty bullet is about to be shot into Zhang haoxuan''s head.