Shen Jinmo slowly turned around, his cold, dark eyes falling on the face of the man holding the gun.
Luo Xiu smiled wickedly, a deep ruthlessness in his eyes: "As expected, using An An as bait, you will definitely take the bait."
Shen Jinmo remained unmoved, his gaze fixed intently on Lu Anyu before him.
He didn't know what Luo Xiu, this madman, was up to, but he could guess that he probably already knew that Luo Xiu was An'an's biological father.
If something happens to him, An'an will find out that he is his biological father at this moment, and then lose his biological father in the blink of an eye.
How cruel this is for a five-year-old child.
So he changed his mind and decided not to acknowledge his son anymore.
"You bastard, put down the gun! Don't hurt my Uncle Shen!" Lu Anyu rushed up and grabbed Luo Xiu's clothes.
Luo Xiu was too tall; even if the little guy jumped, he couldn't reach the gun in his hand.
"Bad guy, bad guy, take the gun away, take it away."
Lu Anyu kept pestering Luo Xiu.
Luo Xiu used to not dislike Lu Anyu for talking too much, but now he just finds him noisy and disgusting.
He kicked Lu Anyu away, sending him sprawling to the ground.
Lu Anyu fell and scraped his hands on the floor, tears streaming down his face from the pain.
"Luo Xiu! You're asking for it!" Shen Jingmo was so angry when he saw An An being kicked that he punched Luo Xiu behind him.
The fist hadn't even touched Luo Xiu yet.
With a bang.
A bullet grazed Shen Jinmo's arm.
The person who fired the shot was Luo Xiu's assistant, Eisen, who was standing opposite and fired the shot from the shadows.
Shen Jinmo's punch was too fast; he couldn't pierce through his arm.
Blood seeped into the white tracksuit, and Shen Jinmo bit his lip and hissed coldly.
"You're the one looking for death, aren't you? You and An'an are both in my hands now. If you don't want to live, what about him?" Luo Xiu pointed at Lu Anyu on the ground.
Shen Jinmo's eyes were bloodshot as she looked at Lu Anyu curled up on the ground, unable to get up for a long time, his hands bleeding from the scrapes. She pursed her lips in heartache.
He couldn't act impulsively; he had to find a way to safely get An'an away from here.
In the hall not far away, Ruixi, who was standing at the entrance and holding onto the door frame, watched as Lu Anyu was kicked to the ground by Luo Xiu.
This was the first time he had seen Lu Anyu suffer the same treatment as him.
He wanted to run over and help him up.
A hand pressed down on his shoulder.
When Ruixi looked up, he saw that the person pressing on his shoulder was Angel.
She used sign language to tell him, "Don't meddle in other people's business, or you'll be beaten to death by Young Master Luo. What he's suffering now is nothing compared to the abuse you suffered before."
Ruixi's fingers gripped the door frame tightly, as if she wanted to tear it apart.
He tricked An'an into getting into the car, and then she was brought here.
He did something that hurt An'an's brother.
If he doesn't stop Uncle Luo, how will he face Brother An'an in the future?
Ruixi mustered all her strength, shoved Angel aside, and rushed towards Lu Anyu like a gust of wind.
He knelt down at Luo Xiu's feet with a thud, grabbing Luo Xiu's trouser leg: "Uncle Luo, please, don't hit Brother An'an, hit me instead."
Anyway, he's already used to being beaten, at least he can withstand more pain than Lu Anyu.
Luo Xiu looked down at the little guy at his feet and kicked him away.
"What are you pretending for? Didn't you help me trick him into coming here? Isn't he being bullied now because of you?"
Ruixi lay on the ground, neither getting up nor raising her head.
"I thought you really helped Brother An'an find his biological father, but who knew you were lying."
“Who said I was lying? I found him, his biological father…” Luo Xiu’s gaze turned to Shen Jingmo.
Before he could speak, Shen Jingmo stopped him: "Luo Xiu, do you think Lu Zhiwei knows how you treat An'an? Aren't you afraid she'll hold a grudge against you forever?"
Shen Jinmo brought up Lu Zhiwei.
Hearing this name, Luo Xiu would feel somewhat wary.
"Ha, doesn't she hate me enough? But soon, she'll hate you."
Luo Xiu looked at Shen Jinmo with a cold smile on his face, waved his hand, and had several bodyguards come forward and grab Shen Jinmo's shoulders: "Mr. Shen may need to stay here for a while longer."
Shen Jinmo pretended to cooperate with the bodyguards and leave. After walking a few steps, he suddenly shook off the bodyguards and snatched the silver gun from Luo Xiu's hand.
The speed was astonishing.
"I didn't expect that you, a pampered young master from a wealthy family, would have such extraordinary skills." Luo Xiu said with a half-smile, as the back of his head was pressed against his.
Shen Jinmo bit his lip tightly, gripping the silver spear in his hand and pointing it at Luo Xiu's head: "Get An'an back to the Lu family safely. Otherwise, I will kill you."
"Fine, kill me then. Take my life as you please." Luo Xiu casually closed his eyes.
The night breeze gently caresses one's face, carrying the sweet fragrance of the garden, which is intoxicating.
Luo Xiu seemed certain that Shen Jinmo wouldn't dare kill him.
"Shen Jinmo, put down your gun, or we'll shoot An'an full of holes."
Eisen, accompanied by a group of armed bodyguards, lifted Lu Anyu, who was having an episode on the ground, and pointed several guns at him.
"Put him down! He's having an attack." Shen Jingmo coldly ordered the crowd.
Luo Xiu smiled freely, his thin, cold lips revealing a disdainful expression.
"You know he's having an attack, yet you still come to provoke me. Don't you just want him to die as soon as possible?"
"This is my final order: send him back immediately. He needs medical attention." Shen Jingmo pressed the muzzle of his gun against Luo Xiu's forehead and cocked it. "I really will shoot."
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