章 289: Will Mo Roulan Die?

Mo Roulan's throat went dry seeing the revolver in Zhu Jidong's hands.

"Don't shoot."

She said to Zhu Jidong breathless. Fear was evident in her eyes and her eyes were fixed on Zhu Jidong's hand that held the revolver.

Zhu Jidong chuckled wickedly. His other hand was on his head from where blood has stopped flowing but the wound still looked ghastly. He was pressing that spot firmly.

"So you are afraid now? That's good because you should be."

He said with a wicked smirk on his lips as he walked towards Mo Roulan and Mo Chen. Seeing the iron rod and wooden stick in their hands, his eyes flashed with rage and he said

"Drop that down otherwise the next moment this bullet will be crossing your head."

Zhu Jidong said sharply with his eyes fixed on Mo Roulan.

Mo Chen was so scared that he immediately dropped the wooden stick. Seeing this, Mo Roulan swallowed and dropped the iron rod with a heavy sigh of despair.