He Pengfei felt his breathing hitched, his face instantly turned red, and veins popped out on his forehead.

He wanted to struggle, but found that his hands and feet had no strength at all.

In the depths of my heart, there was an uncontrollable fear rising up.

He always thought Lu Chen was a sheep, but he didn't expect that the other party would suddenly turn into a vicious tiger.

Its power was so great that he had no ability to resist at all.

He had no doubt that the other party could break his neck with just a little force.

"presumptuous!"

"Be bold!"

"Let go of Master He!"

After a brief silence, the entire VIP room immediately exploded.

A group of thugs in suits roared again and again, ready to move.

"Lu Chen! Are you crazy? Master He dares to move, don't you want to die? Let go!" Liu Cong shouted.

"The surname is Lu! This is Qianjin Terrace. If you hurt Mr. He's hair, you will die without a burial place!" Liu Xiangsi became a little anxious.

She was the one who attracted Lu Chen. If something happened to Mr. He, she would definitely be involved.

"I didn't want to be violent, but you have to be aggressive. Do you really think I have no temper?"

Lu Chen snatched the gun from He Pengfei's hand, pressed it between his eyebrows, and said coldly, "Let me ask you, how does it feel to be pointed at?"

"Little...boy! I'm warning you not to mess around. If you dare to touch me, the whole family will suffer!" He Pengfei's voice was squeezed out of his throat.

"Yeah?"

Lu Chen's pistol slowly moved down and stabbed directly into He Pengfei's mouth: "Do you think I will be afraid of your threat?"

"hiss--!"

He Pengfei's pupils shrank and cold sweat broke out instantly.

He could clearly feel the murderous intent emerging from the opponent.

"Little handsome boy, don't be impulsive. If you hurt Mr. He, you won't survive!" Yin Tao quickly stopped him.

"Miss Yin, this guy has no intention of letting me go, why not take this opportunity and strike first." Lu Chen put his finger on the trigger.

"etc!"

Liu Cong's expression changed and he said hurriedly: "Brother Lu, if you have something to say, it's just a deal, so why should we get into a sword fight? I don't think it's better than this. Put down the gun first, and let's sit down and talk."

"There's nothing to talk about. I told you that the formula is not for sale." Lu Chen responded coldly.

"Okay, okay...if you don't sell it, you won't sell it."

Liu Cong agreed repeatedly and said with an apologetic smile: "Business cannot be done with righteousness. If we don't sell the formula, we can buy and sell ointments and have long-term cooperation. In this way, you are good and I am good, everyone is good. How about it?"

"It sounds good, but I don't know if you are sincere?" Lu Chen's expression softened. JrNovels.com