"Then go ahead and shoot, there are no bullets in the gun anyway." Luo Xiu shrugged and smiled.
Shen Jinmo's eyes widened suddenly.
He pulled the trigger and fired a shot.
Click—
A hollow sound confirmed Luo Xiu's words.
His gun was indeed unloaded.
The weight of the entire gun is significantly different from that of a gun fully loaded with bullets.
He never imagined that Luo Xiu, this cunning man, would threaten him with an empty gun.
Luo Xiu snatched the silver spear back.
Shen Jinmo was forcefully pressed to the ground, kneeling on both knees.
His injured leg was subjected to a violent impact, and the pain gradually distorted his handsome features.
"Find a doctor for An'an as soon as possible. You can do whatever you want to me."
Before Shen Jinmo was taken away, he repeatedly pleaded with Luo Xiu.
If he had any humanity left, he shouldn't have watched Lu Anyu suffer.
"You have no right to discuss this with me. If he dies, it will be your achievement, since he has your blood in his veins. And you are the person I hate the most in this life."
Luo Xiu had Shen Jinmo dragged into the hall and locked in a secluded room.
Shen Jinmo's phone was taken from him.
Shen Jinmo is pending further processing.
Luo Xiu finally had a chance to return to the courtyard, picked up Lu Anyu who had fainted from the pain, and brought him into the room.
I called a family doctor over.
The doctor said that An'an needed an emergency blood transfusion.
Luo Xiu sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at Lu Anyu.
Aisen, standing to the side, looked at his boss and said, "Boss, you can't give him a blood transfusion now. Giving him more blood would just benefit that bastard Shen Jinmo."
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