1370 Chapter 1490, Blood All over the Ground

Lu Jin took a deep look at Lu Ziqian, and when he looked at Fang Shengtian, the deep meaning in his eyes had already been restrained and hidden, "One child for two adults, and I want to let you go, do you think I will make such a loss-making business?"

Fang Shengtian curled his lips calmly, "Either do it, or..." He pointed the gun in his hand at Lu Ziqian's forehead, "He will die with us."

Lu Jinshen's hands in his trouser pockets were clenched into fists, his face was still calm, "Are you sure that I will agree to your conditions?"

"Do you have other options?" Fang Shengtian asked indifferently.

Lu Jin frowned deeply, lowered his head in thought for a few seconds, then raised his head, his eyes were cold, and his whole body exuded a sense of ruthlessness, "It's true that he is my son, but I can regenerate without my son, and you, let him go, I don’t know how many innocent people will be killed, although I am a father, don’t forget, I am also a soldier.”

Seeing Lu Jinshen who was so upright and dignified, Fang Shengtian began to panic. He thought he had caught Lu Jinshen's life, but he didn't expect him to be so impartial.

No, it's impossible, no one can watch his own son die in front of him, he must be pretending.

Yes, it must be pretending!

Now, the comparison is calmness and ruthlessness.

He may not be as calm as Lu Jinshen, but he must be more ruthless than Lu Jinshen.

Fang Shengtian suppressed the panic in his heart, and fired, "I have limited patience, count to three, if you still don't agree to my conditions, I will shoot, you should know, we are in this business, we are never afraid of death, anyway Being caught by you is also a dead end, why don't you drag your son back."

After Fang Shengtian finished speaking, he began to count, "One...two..."

Lu Jinshen's eyes were locked on the muzzle of the gun in Fang Shengtian's hand, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and his palms were sweating in his trouser pockets, "One life for one life, I can promise to let you go."

Seeing that Lu Jinshen let go, Fang Shengtian let go of the tight string in his heart, but now there are Lu Jinshen's people outside, the longer the time drags on, the worse it will be for him, he must solve it quickly, "There is no need to discuss, The three of us must be let go, if I don't even have this bit of loyalty, wouldn't I have spent so many years in vain?"

Lu Jinshen looked away from the window calmly and refused, "Impossible!"

"Then only one of them will die." Fang Shengtian put his index finger on the trigger, and before he pushed hard, he felt a chill coming from his back, and then he felt something pass through the back of his head.

Blood and bullets shot out from Fang Shengtian's forehead together.

The moment he fell down, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and he looked at the man who was holding Sheng Yufei beside him, "Kill the child."

Before it was too late, a bullet shot at Lu Ziqian from behind Sheng Yufei.

For a brief moment, Lu Jinshen ran towards Lu Ziqian and shouted, "Ziqian, squat down."

Lu Ziqian stood stiffly and motionless. He watched Lu Jin running towards him like flying, and joy appeared in his innocent eyes full of tears. Dad came to save him, and Dad cared about him.

very nice!

He was so ignorant that he didn't know that the danger was approaching him.

Whoosh!

A bullet passes through a person's body.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

Two seconds passed.

boom!

The sound of the body falling heavily to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, two more bodies were shot through their foreheads and fell to the ground.

Hearing the sound, Lu Ziqian turned his head and saw blood all over the ground, which was shocking.

And among those who fell, there was his mother.

Lu Ziqian cried and screamed, "Ah...Mom..."

He wanted to run over to hug his mother, wanted to hold down the blood that kept flowing out of her chest, otherwise what would happen when the blood ran out?

But...but...

Why didn't his legs listen to him at all?

Lu Ziqian fell to the ground, crying to Sheng Yufei while crawling with his little hands: "Mom...Mom..."

In the pool of blood, Sheng Yufei stared straight at Lu Ziqian with wide eyes, as if she wanted to say something to him, but she couldn't say a word because of the tape on her mouth.

Lu Jinshen ran up to Sheng Yufei, held the blood gushing from her chest tightly with one hand, and tore off the tape on her mouth with the other to let her breathe.

Sheng Yufei looked at the man with a calm face beside him, but his handsome brows were obviously stained with worry, she slightly curled her lips, and said weakly, "You still... care about me... right?"

"Don't talk, save your strength." After Lu Jinshen finished speaking, he looked at the soldiers who ran in, "Call an ambulance."

"Yes." One of the soldiers turned and went out.

Sheng Yufei was about to say something else, but blood poured from her heart to her mouth. She shook her body and said incoherently, "Hold... hug... hug me..."

Lu Jinshen frowned slightly, "You are seriously injured, don't talk."

"You... so cruel..." Sheng Yufei slowly closed her eyes in despair.

Lu Ziqian crawled up to Sheng Yufei, grabbed her hand and cried, "Mom...Mom, don't sleep...I'm Ziqian...don't leave me...I'm obedient...I'll listen to you...don't Leave me……"

When the ambulance arrived, Sheng Yufei had already lost her heartbeat and pulse.

Lu Jinshen reached out to hold Lu Ziqian, but he flinched away, and it was Tong Qiao who came over and coaxed him to the car.

Bai Shao sent Tong Qiao and Lu Ziqian home first, and Lu Jinshen stayed to deal with the follow-up matters.

When Tong Qiao returned home, the family doctor was already waiting at home.

Aunt Lin hugged An An and sat aside, looking at Tong Qiao's wounds and crying, "This guy who killed a thousand swords is really not human."

Tong Qiao smiled and comforted Aunt Lin, "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"It's all hurt like this, why doesn't it hurt?" Aunt Lin lowered her head and wiped her tears.

"It's okay, I have rough skin and thick flesh."

"You are a girl with thin skin and tender flesh, how can you have rough skin and thick flesh?"

"..." Tong Qiao realized that she really couldn't comfort people, no, she was chatting to death.

Aunt Lin digested it by herself for a while, then carried An An into the kitchen, and ordered the nanny to make soothing soup.

After treating the wound, drinking calming soup, eating, bathing Lu Ziqian, and washing himself, it was almost ten o'clock when Tong Qiao lay down on the bed.

Just lay down for a while and heard a scream.

Tong Qiao immediately left the room, pushed open the door of Lu Ziqian's room, he sat on the bed with a pale face, hurried over, and sat down on the edge of the bed, "What's wrong?"

Lu Ziqian hugged Tong Qiao tightly, "Blood, a lot of blood."

Tong Qiao could feel Lu Ziqian's small body trembling, thinking that what happened during the day had frightened him, she lightly patted Lu Ziqian's small shoulder, "It's okay, you're dreaming."

It took a while for the little person in his arms to stop shaking.

Lu Ziqian let go of Tong Qiao, raised his little head, there was still fear in his red and swollen eyes, and he asked softly, "Tong Qiao, does my mother not want me anymore?"