"Die!
Hahaha......"
Pan Dongxing laughed loudly, his expression was hideous, his fingers were pulled a few times in a row, and the pistol made a "click" sound, and soon his laughter stopped abruptly, because the gunshot he was expecting did not sound, and Chen Feng still sat in front of him unharmed, as if watching a monkey play.
"Are you looking for this?"
Chen Feng used his thumb to bounce out the bullets in the magazine one by one, and they landed on the desk with a clang, bouncing on the desk, making Pan Dongxing dumbfounded, how did Chen Feng get his magazine?
The pistol was kept in the drawer of his office, and no outsider had touched it at all.
Pan Dongxing became a little suspicious.
Chen Feng picked up a bullet, flicked it with his fingers, and with a whoosh, the bullet with the shell shot into his arm holding the gun, Pan Dongxing's arm hurt, and the pistol suddenly fell down, letting out a terrible scream.
"Don't scream so badly, this gunpowder hasn't leaked out, and no one can die."
Chen Feng leaned back, resting his legs on the desk, shaking his legs, squinting, and throwing a few yellow-orange bullets in his hands from time to time.
"Take out Nguyen Phuc Shan's things."
Chen Feng's tone was like a big brother giving orders to his subordinate junior brother, and there was no negotiable meaning at all.
"I'll give ......
I give ......"
Pan Dongxing's face turned pale with fright, his calves were weak, and he covered his bleeding arm with his hand, and there was a shelled bullet embedded in the muscle of his arm, which was aching faintly.
Where did he dare to be tough at this time, this young mess was not a human at all, but a demon, when had he ever seen a bullet that could be fired with just his fingers?
Don't say he hasn't seen it, he hasn't even heard of it.
Chen Feng watched Pan Dongxu open a safe placed in the corner, took out a box, and handed it to Chen Feng tremblingly, Chen Feng opened the box and looked at it, there were a few pieces of agarwood like old tree roots, he took some crumbs with his fingers and rubbed them, put them on his nose and sniffed them, and a happy expression suddenly appeared on his face.
Chen Feng nodded with satisfaction, closed the lid of the box, and then looked up at Pan Dongxing, I will give you one more chance, take out eighty percent of your money to donate, I promise to spare your life.
Pan Dongxing's face turned bitter gourd color in a row, he had accumulated most of his life's money, and letting him take it out was undoubtedly equivalent to killing him, a pair of eyes were rolling with a purr, now he was on the meat drooping chopping board, and he was going to agree to come down first, and when he was safe, he must be good-looking this kid, and Ruan Fushan, a coward.
After Pan Dongxing successfully transferred eighty percent of the money in his account to an international children's charity, the corners of Chen Feng's mouth raised slightly, what did Pan Dongxing have in mind Chen Feng didn't know, it was nothing more than a person who wanted money and didn't want his life, and planned to retaliate afterwards, if Chen Feng left him, it would be called a scourge, he didn't care, I was afraid that it would affect Ruan Fushan.
Chen Feng smiled at him, and the bullet in his hand flicked into a part near his heart, and then shook his head and left here with Zhao Yi swaggering.
This bullet will not kill him immediately, but it will be lurking in his heart, and the position of his heart is tightly dependent, even if he immediately operates, he can't get out, just like the promise of death, the bullet will enter his heart within 24 hours, and by the time he is killed, Chen Feng has already left Vietnam.
Chen Feng has no guilt or guilt for killing Pan Dongxing, Pan Dongxing is nothing more than a scumbag, and Vietnam has a human trafficker like him, which is a good thing for many people.
As soon as Pan Dongxing dies, his subordinates will be in chaos, and then they will each compete for the top position, either to find their own way, or to be swept away by the Vietnamese strips, and within a few days, he will become a legendary figure in the past tense in everyone's mouth.
Chen Feng helped Ruan Fushan get things back, where did Ruan Fushan really dare to accept it, even the powerful Pan Dongxing said that he would fall, not to mention him, he not only gave Chen Feng the best agarwood, but also got a large box of high-grade agarwood to give to him, and kept his mouth shut without mentioning a word of money.
And Chen Feng really needs agarwood, and he is no longer polite to him, although Ruan Fushan is not short of money, but Chen Feng still wrote a check to him, he Chen Feng has his own principles for doing things, if he takes it directly, then what is the difference between him and Pan Dongxing?
During the whole process, Zhao Yi was like watching a black blockbuster, Chen Feng's mystery, Chen Feng's ruthlessness, and Chen Feng's powerful skills, this is all a mystery, a mystery that makes her easily fall down, and she wants to solve it desperately.
From ancient times to the present, no matter which era or country, women are easy to be conquered by powerful men, even Zhao Yi is no exception, an excellent woman like her, there are usually fewer men who can conquer her, so she will be easier to fall than those ordinary girls, and she will have more fantasies than those ordinary girls.
Until the plane landed at Huaxia Airport, Zhao Yi still couldn't recover from the experience in Vietnam, and even walked in a trance, if Chen Feng hadn't dragged her hand in time, she almost walked directly to the middle of the road just now.
Although the agarwood is in hand, but the matter is not over, Chen Feng plans to use those superb agarwood to make a Buddha bead bracelet, this is a good thing that is hard to find, it is a pity to take it to smoke, if it is the best agarwood, make jewelry and wear it on the body, it is definitely not worse than taking it to smoke, and it can be preserved permanently, those superb agarwood in his box are enough to make five or six Buddha bead bracelets.
"Miss Zhao, if you just take it to celebrate your birthday, I suggest that you take some of these high-quality agarwood, these superb agarwood, I plan to find someone to make a Buddha bead bracelet, and give you a string when the time comes, you wear it on your hand, it will be good for your state of mind."
Chen Feng said to Zhao Yi.
It's not that Chen Feng is stingy, but these ordinary people can't use such a good agarwood, and if they waste it, isn't this a tyrannical thing?
This thing is not something you want to get, even an agarwood tree will take ten or eight years to produce agarwood, not to mention these good things.