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Chapter four hundred and ninety-ninth life for life

Faced with the extremely vicious threat of these people, Lu Fan ignored it.

Instead, he raised the muzzle slightly and pointed it at Ma Dongxing's eyebrows: "Do you think my shot can hit you in the head?"

"Everyone retreated." Ma Dongxing said gritting his teeth.

In this case, the whole game is a psychological game, and no one can be sure. The one who shoots first can win the game.

Obviously, Ma Dongxing was unwilling to take his priceless life and bet with this naughty young man who didn't even know his origin.

"Everyone back!"

Seeing that these people were indifferent, Ma Yingdong gritted his teeth and repeated it again.

He regretted his intestines now. If he had known that the other party had a gun in his hand, he would have been such a desperate person. He shouldn't have pretended to be so arrogant. He even brought a stool to the gun and took the initiative to send his face to the gun, directly ordering his subordinates to kill him by guns. How could he do this now?

Although more than thirty people were frustrated, they had to do what the boss wanted. They gritted their teeth and retreated to the door, but they did not dare to put down the gun in their hands.

Ma Dongxing also threw the cigar on the ground, his face looking extremely ugly.

"Boy, I will leave my words here today. No matter what your origin or what you want to do, what you do today has sent you to hell. You, and your family, will regret it for the rest of your life. Perhaps, your life has come to an end from this moment."

Ma Dongxing breathed deeply: "No matter whether you kill me tonight or not, you will definitely not be able to walk out of this room."

Lu Fan curled his lips with great disdain: "Ma Liannan said the same thing to me just now. The body is still in the room upstairs. Should I arrange someone and carry it down for you to see?"

He also added: "And my request is very simple. Call Ma Wenyao and ask him to come over now. I have something to ask."

"The butler is not here, and you will leave Jinling in the afternoon. You can't see him." Ma Dongxing shook his head and said.

"Swoosh!"

There seemed to be a gust of wind in the room.

In the horrified eyes of Ma Dongxing and the Ma family thugs at the door, Lu Fan had already stood in front of Ma Dongxing at some point, grabbed Ma Dongxing's head with his hand, and smashed it hard on the marble table.

A bang!

Ma Dongxing's head slammed hard at the table, blood pouring on.

The faces of several men and women in the Ma family changed drastically, and they were so scared that they took a few steps back in a hurry, and their contempt for Lu Fan instantly dissipated.

Dozens of Ma family thugs were furious and were about to pull the trigger at Lu Fan directly... Lu Fan pressed Ma Dongxing's ruptured head with one hand, and pressed the muzzle against his temple with the other hand.

Ma Dongxing's head was bleeding and almost fainted from anger.

His head was pressed tightly on the marble table and cursed: "You are so he dare to break my head! Do you want your whole family to be buried with you?"

"Bang!"

Lu Fan grabbed Ma Dongxing's head and then smashed it on the table.

The Ma family thugs and others were frightened.

Several women in gorgeous clothes even covered their mouths tightly, preventing themselves from screaming.

Lu Fan said lightly: "Call Ma Wenyao and ask him to come and see me now."

"Why do you have to meet Mr. Ma?!"

Ma Dongxing struggled to squeeze out a sentence: "Ma Da Butler Ma is going out, and he is at least two masters who are at the peak of the Grandmaster around him, and he must have known what happened here for a long time. Even if I really called him over, do you think you can go out alive?"

Thinking that this was the territory of the Ma family after all, and the Ma family mansion was less than two hundred meters behind them, Ma Dongxing's confidence was invisibly a little more.

"It seems that Ma Wenyao is at home and is not on a business trip."

Lu Fan smiled, "And with you in my hands, it's very easy to get out. I'm just a bad life. You are the chief manager of the Ma family, and you won't lose money if you die together."

If it weren't for the fact that Tang Huanxi was still in the Ma family now, he would have started killing here and killed all the lackeys of the Ma family.

Ma Dongxing, who was spitting out blood, looked embarrassed, but he was still looking at Lu Fan stubbornly and viciously.

"A bad life?"

"Do you think you're done with death here?"

"No, if I die, the Ma family will find out your origin, your family, your wife and children, your relatives and friends, all of them will die! None of them will survive!"

"Do you still feel that it's not a loss?"

Ma Dongxing also looked at Lu Fuqing sitting aside and whispered: "This old guy, he will die!"

"You are really talking nonsense. It seems that there is no possibility of calling Ma Wenyao from you..."

Lu Fan was fearless: "Then I can only kill you to see if I can let Ma Wenyao show up."

He bent down to pick up the cigar on the ground, and poked it on Ma Dongxing's face.

"ah!!!"
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