Bab 347: The scene of a wealthy lady (62)

"I want your life,"

Sheng Jinghua's voice was soft and gentle like a spring breeze, but his words made Fu min's heart sink to the bottom.

Hearing this, the slender and beautiful officer slowly raised his hand and pulled out his gun. Then, he pointed the black muzzle at his chest.

Her snow-white fingertip was on the trigger.

Qi Jin, I won't allow you to agree!

Fu min's pupils contracted and he raised his voice.

Sheng Jinghua's gun was still pointed at Fu min, and his finger was still on the trigger. His clear voice rang out as he threatened, ""Or you want to see her die."

He suddenly smiled and said slowly, " I'm not in a hurry to let you die. Qi Jin, cripple one of your hands first. How about it? "

Qi Jin was a soldier. There was no doubt that his hands were very important to a soldier.

Qi Jin! Fu Shang roared. Qi Jin!