Grabbing Zeng Mishan by the collar, Danny dragged him to Tabo and pointed at the charred body on the ground.
"Tell me in detail how you hurt him, and I will consider whether to kill you."
Facing the deputy warden's gaze, Zeng Mishan shook his head and said, "I'm here to make money for you, not to be bullied. You can kill me or rob me as you please!"
Once he closed his eyes, he realized that life was unpredictable and he didn't care anymore.
Huh? The deputy warden frowned, thinking he had misheard.
Bang bang bang!
Gunshots rang in his ears, and Danny fired three shots in a row, trying to scare Zeng Mishan.
"Hit me here! I hope to die soon and be reborn soon."
Reaching out to grasp the gun, Zeng Mishan moved the muzzle toward his forehead and looked at Danny with a suicidal look.
Hmm…
Danny was dumbfounded. I am the recognized killing god in Prison No. 79.
Which prisoner wouldn't be trembling with fear when seeing me?
Why are you an exception?
Bang!
Unconvinced, Danny fired two more shots into the air, but Zeng Mishan didn't even blink.
"Do you really want to die?" Danny asked with gritted teeth and a suspicious look.
"Life is meaningless now. The entire prison block is trying to kill me. I'm going to die sooner or later. It would be a pleasant experience if I died in your hands."
After saying that, Zeng Mishan walked towards the prison guards, grabbed their guns and pointed them at his own forehead.
"Hit the target accurately and don't let me suffer!" Zeng Mishan said with a pleading look on his face.
this……
The prison guard turned his gaze to Danny and couldn't help but say, "Boss, why don't you just shoot him?"
hiss……
Danny turned around and glared at his younger brother, clearly saying, are you kidding me?
"Drag him away and lock him up!" Danny scratched the back of his head. The God of Wealth wanted to die, which made him worried.
"Can you give me a rope so I can hang myself?" Zeng Mishan grabbed the bed sheet before leaving.
"Shut up! You two keep an eye on him." The deputy warden was quick to grab the bed sheet and specifically ordered the jailer to keep an eye on the God of Wealth.
We must not let him commit suicide!
He needs to discuss with Commons how to deal with the God of Wealth.
In the past twenty days, the warden's mouth corners were almost cracked to the back of his ears, and his partner, Boss Zhou, spared no effort to provide raw materials.
Seeing that the drug business empire was about to take shape, they firmly disagreed with someone committing suicide at this time.
Death is possible!
You can’t die with your values!
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