Che’er understood what his father meant. He held a pistol and pointed straight at Huo Qigang’s big head, and said in a tender and crisp voice, “I remember grandpa said that the descendants of the Quan family have never been bullied by others. If anyone bullies me, they will be bullied back a hundred times.”
A three-year-old child pointed at him with a gun with a security. No matter who it is, his heart would be trembling.
Huo Qigang really felt that his legs were trembling, and he was completely alone, unable to move at all.
“Mr. Quan, young master, I really don’t know about this. The little girl just came back from abroad. She didn’t know anything, so she did such a confused thing.” Huo Qigang’s clothes were soaked in sweat.
Quan Rui actually gave a gun to a child. What did he want to do?
Huo Qigang was scared to death, but Che’er was not scared at all.
He knew that it would be impossible for his father to shoot himself, and he would not shoot so casually.
But since my dad asked him to do this, he must have his intention.
Che’er obediently cooperated with Quan Rui to stage such a good show.
He leaned his head and looked back at Quan Rui, asking with a very ignorant look, “Dad, can I really shoot him in the head? My uncle said that hitting the head will have a higher mortality rate than hitting the heart.”
“” Huo Qigang held his breath instantly when he heard Che’er’s words, and even his heartbeat was about to stop.
Who taught this child?
The edge of life and death was actually so simple that he said
Quan Rui touched Che’er’s head, and the smile on his lips became more and more vague, “Do you want to try it?”