Recast youth

Chapter 1723 Death is scary, but not scary either

"Zheng, brother Zheng, don't act like this."

Hou Yao couldn't see Feng Zheng in his field of vision, and he didn't dare to turn his head to see where Feng Zheng was. His forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he spoke tremblingly, fearing that Feng Zheng would irritate Chen Yiming and cause his brain to explode.

After all, Hou Yao is also a normal person.

Also afraid of death.

When someone puts a gun to their head, no one will feel cold in their heart, not to mention that the person holding the gun is still an arrogant and unreasonable character.

However, Hou Yao misunderstood Feng Zheng's idea. Feng Zheng only planned to take one step and use this step to test Chen Yiming's psychological limits and reactions. The safe distance was now two meters.

If the distance was about one meter, Feng Zheng was [-]% sure that Chen Yiming would not be able to react and shoot.

But the [-]% certainty is also very low.

What's more, now that the distance is two meters, the slightest move to stimulate Chen Yiming may cause him to shoot, so Feng Zheng glanced at Chen Yiming's neck and chose to stop without taking the gamble.

However, even though Feng Zheng stopped, Chen Yiming still felt that Feng Zheng's eyes were scratching his body like knives, especially after Feng Zheng stared at his neck. It was like a cat being stimulated, and his hairs exploded, some Chill.

"Chen Yiming, fuck you!"

Zhou Yihang and Hou Yao, who have been brothers for many years, saw this scene, their eyes were splitting, and they cursed angrily: "If you dare to shoot, I will definitely prevent you from walking out of the door here!"

Chen Yiming held a gun and sneered: "So what if I shoot, I will kill you with the second shot."

"Chen Yiming!"

When Chen Huang saw this, he also shouted angrily at Chen Yiming, including Yang Yanhui, who also glared angrily.

Yang Yanhui knew that Chen Yiming had a gun on him, but he did not expect that Chen Yiming would take out the gun. But now that the gun has been taken out, it is impossible to take it back and pretend that nothing happened.

If he puts away his gun now, he and Chen Yiming will definitely end up miserable.

So Yang Yanhui said to Chen Huang with a headache: "Don't look at me, there's nothing I can do about it, I didn't take out the gun, and it's not like you don't know Chen Yiming's character. When has he ever humbled someone? He gets angry and I can’t stop him.”

Chen Huang's face was livid. The key point was that he didn't expect that Chen Yiming actually had a gun on him. His teeth were gritting and he was full of anger. He wanted to cut Chen Yiming into pieces.

"Chen Huang."

Chen Yiming stared at Chen Huang with gloomy eyes, and said sarcastically: "Stop pretending to be a good person here. Fortunately, I used to treat you as a brother, and I also made you one of the founders when I opened the club. What did you do to me? Come to my opposite side to deal with me together?"

Chen Huang's face was ashen and he said: "Am I going to deal with you? Aren't you going too far? And you and Yang Yanhui asked me to be the founder of Longma Club. What's your plan? You don't have a clear idea? I won't tell you, no. It means you can treat me as a fool like everyone else.”

Chen Yiming said coldly: "Have I treated you badly? Have I cheated you? Have I ever schemed against anyone? Have I schemed against you?"

"It's no use saying that now."

Chen Huang stared at the gun in Chen Yiming's hand and said, "Put the gun down now. From now on, we will go our separate ways and pretend we don't know each other when we meet."

There are many people in the club.

There are many tables next to Ye Feng's table. When Chen Yiming first took out his gun, few people noticed it, but as Chen Yiming and Ye Feng and his group started arguing, people around him gradually became aware of the situation here. .

People on both sides are confronting each other.One of the parties was holding a pistol against the head of one of the other parties. Then, chaos broke out, and many people dispersed around with greatly changed expressions. The dispersal was like locusts being infected, and they all dispersed outside. They ran away. Among them, the fastest ones were the escort girls that Ye Feng and others had ordered before. They were the first to notice that there was a quarrel here, but what they didn't expect was that one of them took out a gun during the quarrel. Such taboo items.

"impossible!"

There was no way Chen Yiming could put down his gun. His violent eyes glanced over the faces of Chen Huang, Hou Yao, and Zhou Yihang. He saw their anger and fear, but he didn't dare to move. His heart was full of joy. , for a moment I felt that the gun was really a good thing, proud and ferocious.

At this time, he suddenly stared at Ye Feng next to Chen Huang, and sneered ferociously: "And you, Ye Feng, remember what I just said, you will always be a clown who can't stand up in front of me, loser, do you know? You have What qualifications do you have to show off in front of me? After all, don't you have the qualifications to talk to me only because of a woman? Without Kong Caocao, a remnant of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, I could kill you with one hand. Do you believe it? How much money have you made? You don’t even know what your last name is if you don’t have enough money!”

Chen Yiming cursed wildly.

But just when he scolded Ye Feng's mother, Ye Feng took action. A long time ago, Ye Feng was thinking about a problem. He had nothing in his previous life and was full of awe for many powerful people.

Even if I am now worth more than [-] billion, it is still the same. I can't get high or relax. I am still the mature and stable self in my previous life, but I am not confident enough. I have been called mature not once or twice.

Do you want it to stay like this?

When can it change?
Obviously the last time Wang Yitong pointed a gun at him, he had sworn that he would never bow to anyone again, even if this person was holding a gun.

Is death really that terrible?

Have.

But maybe not.

Ye Feng stared at Chen Yiming who was cursing endlessly. Just like Feng Zheng did, he suddenly took a step forward, but the difference was that Feng Zheng took a step forward with the idea of ​​​​crippling Chen Yiming in an instant.

But Ye Feng does not have such ability.

Therefore, it was very dangerous for him to step forward. Even if Chen Yiming turned his gun and shot Ye Feng, it would be difficult for others to stop him, not even Feng Zheng.

After all, no matter how powerful Feng Zheng was, there was nothing he could do. But when Ye Feng moved forward, Feng Zheng's eyes suddenly became sharp and focused like a tiger ambushing its prey. He stared at Chen Yiming's wrist with all his attention, and his body was like a counterflexion. The string of the bow was as tight as the arrow. As long as Chen Yiming showed any signs of turning the gun and firing, he would collapse in an instant like an arrow and destroy Chen Yiming.

At this moment, Chen Huang, who was extremely angry, also noticed Ye Feng walking forward. His face suddenly changed and he grabbed Ye Feng's hand: "Ye Feng, don't be impulsive."

"fine."

Ye Feng took away Chen Huang's hand with a calm expression and looked at Chen Yiming. At this moment, after Ye Feng thought that death might not be so terrible, it was like a shackles were opened in his mind.

It's about moving forward.

Or will you shrink back and bow your head in front of the people you hate again, letting others trample on your dignity again?
Ye Feng chose to move forward bravely.

At this moment, Ye Feng felt relaxed, calm and calm as he looked at Chen Yiming, and his calmness made Chen Yiming feel terrified.

Chen Yiming was suddenly stimulated, and the hand holding the gun kept shaking due to the rapid secretion of adrenal glands. Hou Yao was so frightened that his whole body went weak, and his breathing was like a bellows, huffing and puffing.

"Do you believe I'm going to shoot you right now?"

Although the gun in Chen Yiming's hand was still pointed at Hou Yao's forehead, his eyes were fixed on Ye Feng, and his tone was gloomy.

(End of this chapter)