Chapter 628 Do you think I dare not shoot?

In fact, the moment the door was opened silently, Su Yu opened his eyes.

However, it was still too late.

Because of the dim light, he immediately faced the black gun at the door.

The boy's body was stiff, he remained lying on the bed, and raised his hands calmly.

Both of them were wearing masks and cleaning clothes. They looked very ordinary, but each of them was holding a pistol in their hands, with the muzzle pointed at Su Yu's head.

They approached extremely slowly and closed the door behind them. Everything was done silently, and it was obvious that they were professionals.

"Don't talk."

One of them made a low sound like a breath.

Their eyes were as bright as wolves in the middle of the night, staring at Su Yu intently, their fingers gripping the triggers tensed at any moment, as if they would tear the prey to pieces without hesitation if it moved even for a moment.

"Now, slowly sit up in bed, lean against the headboard, and raise your hands."

The low voice was just loud enough for Su Yu to hear.

The boy's expression remained unchanged and he did as he was told in less than a minute.

The dim light illuminated the side of his face, and the light in his slightly drooped eyes was very faint, as if he had just sat up to read a book. His innate calmness and elegance made him look not at all flustered.

The two people wearing masks looked at each other quickly and exchanged the judgment that "it's difficult to deal with".

They were already close to the bed, with the muzzles of their guns pointed directly at his temples, one on the left and one on the right.

"Su Yu, the young master of the Su family?"

A gun was pointed at his head mercilessly.

“You should know which Su family we are talking about. Answer me.”

The boy was poked on the forehead and his body swayed, but he did not look angry at all. He gave a brief answer.

"yes."

“Very refreshing.”

One person praised him indifferently, then leaned close to his ear and whispered,

"So, Young Master Su, who is now eighteen, should have been old enough to remember things ten years ago, right?"

"Tell me, where is the secret room that your grandfather used to hide all the evidence of his crimes?"

In the darkness of the night, the breath exhaled by this person seemed to carry a chilling coldness, brushing against the back of the boy's ears, finally causing the calm and expressionless boy to change color slightly.

He frowned, a simple gesture that seemed full of the oppressive feeling of a superior, which was totally inconsistent with his young age.

"Stay away from me."

His tone was calm, without any rebuke or disgust, but the words he said were very impolite.

The man's whole body stiffened noticeably, then he gritted his teeth and fiercely pressed the muzzle of the gun against his temple, pressing so hard that it almost left a red mark.

"Master Su, don't you understand the current situation?"

The man was about to continue speaking when he was interrupted by another person in a low voice.

"Master Su, we won't get too close to you,"

As he spoke, he pushed the man back a little, and his voice suddenly lowered.

"However, you still have to answer our questions."

"Where is your grandfather's secret room?"

"I don't know who started the rumor,"

The young man leaned on the bed and said calmly,

"Or maybe you think this is a TV show, where all politicians have a secret room with secret ledgers or something like that."

"But unfortunately, I've never seen anything like a secret room since I was a child growing up in the Su family."

"Do you really think we dare not shoot?"

One of them pressed his temples gloomily, forcing a sound out from between his teeth.