Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Lin Lang's eyes swept over the black muzzles of Lu Xiaojia and his men's guns, and a cold arc appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I hate being pointed at by a gun the most."

He slowly straightened the wrinkles of his cuffs, his voice as deep as a verdict from hell, "Go ahead, if you have any last words, tell us now."

After hearing this, Lu Xiaojia threw his head back and laughed wildly, the cigar ash falling on the expensive suit on his chest: "I see you really won't cry until you see the coffin. On this beach, no one dares to challenge my Lu family!"

Lin Lang curled his lips and sneered, "Fortunately, your father is a warlord of the Anhui clique and has more than one son, otherwise there would be no one to take care of him in his old age."

"How dare you be so arrogant in front of me? I think you are tired of living!" Lu Xiaojia pulled the trigger angrily and wanted to shoot Lin Lang to death, but unfortunately Lin Lang used his telekinesis to cause his bullet to jam.

Although Marry Yang and Ma Xiaofei were very scared, the two best friends actually stood in front of Lin Lang at the same time, rushing to block bullets for him, which touched Lin Lang's heart.

The bullet was jammed and no bullet was fired no matter how many times he pulled the trigger. Lu Xiaojia was so angry that his face turned pale and he threw the gun to the ground in anger.

"Oh shit!"

"These two girls actually risked their lives to block bullets for you. You must have some skills, that's great!" Lu Xiaojia snatched a gun from the soldier behind him and pointed it angrily at Marry Yang.

"Hey, foreign girl, aren't you afraid of death?"

Marry Yang's eyes were red, and she stood trembling in front of Lin Lang, and replied in a trembling voice: "It is a kind of happiness to be able to die for the man you love most."

After hearing this, Lu Xiaojia showed a smirk of arrogant disdain on his face. He pointed the gun at Ma Xiaofei and said fiercely, "What about you? You also want to take the bullet for the man behind you. Aren't you afraid of death?"

Ma Xiaofei said calmly, "If you want to kill someone to vent your anger, then kill me and let them go."

Lu Xiaojia stiffened his neck and laughed wildly, "Interesting! In this chaotic world, I've never seen such a devoted and fearless woman. If you two sleep with me for one night, I'll spare the lives of your men. How about that?"

"Hahaha..." The soldiers who pointed their guns at Lin Lang and the other two burst into laughter.

"Fuck you, just shoot me to death if you have the guts, you idiot!" Ma Xiaofei spat directly in Lu Xiaojia's face.

Lu Xiaojia swung the pistol violently, wanting to hit Ma Xiaofei's head with the butt of the gun.

At the critical moment, Lin Lang triggered his mental superpower again, controlling the knife on the table. With a "whoosh" sound, it flew into the air and ruthlessly stabbed into Lu Xiaojia's wrist holding the gun.

“Ah…it hurts so much!”

After Lu Xiaojia let out a scream, the pistol in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang". A bullet went off and hit the instep of an accompanying soldier.

"what……"

There was another scream, and the soldier who was shot in the foot felt a piercing pain. The moment he fell to the ground, the gun went off, and with a "bang", the bullet hit Lu Xiaojia's right calf.

“Ah… Holy shit!”

Lu Xiaojia, who had been accidentally shot in the leg, was so painful that his face was distorted. He roared, "What the hell are you all standing there for? Shoot these two women and one man to death!"

After hearing this, Marry Yang protected Lin Lang in almost despair, her delicate body trembling and her eyes tightly closed, as if she was ready to die with Lin Lang.

Ma Xiaofei also took a deep breath and thought: It's over, I'm probably dead this time!

A scarlet light flashed in Lin Lang's eyes, and his mind superpower was quietly triggered. Almost in an instant, the arm of the follower soldier behind Lu Xiaojia holding the gun began to tremble uncontrollably.

Their pupils contracted violently, and whimpering sounds came from their throats. The muzzles of the guns that were originally aimed at Lin Lang and the other two suddenly turned uncontrollably, and the black muzzles were finally pointed at Lu Xiaojia.

"Are you fucking crazy?!" Lu Xiaojia's face suddenly changed, and he staggered and collapsed to the ground. His face turned pale with pain, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He looked at his subordinates, who usually obeyed his orders, in disbelief and shouted at the top of his voice, "Put down your guns! Now! You bastards, are you planning to rebel?"

Veins bulged on the soldiers' foreheads, cold sweat rolled down their cheeks, and one of them cried out in a sobbing voice: "Young Marshal... I, I can't control the gun in my hand!"

The other soldiers also spoke in trembling voices, their voices filled with fear: "Please spare us! Marshal, we don't want to point guns at you either. This is too damn weird!"

Cold sweat soaked Lu Xiaojia's clothes, and he suddenly realized that Lin Lang was no ordinary person.

Just as he was about to beg for mercy, a gunshot ripped through the air.

Smoke was still coming out of the muzzle of a soldier's gun. A flower of blood appeared on Lu Xiaojia's right shoulder. The severe pain made him scream and kneel on the ground, screaming like a pig being slaughtered.

"what……"

"Which bastard fired the gun? I think you are tired of living. If my father finds out, he will kill your whole family." Lu Xiaojia said the harsh words in pain, his back teeth almost breaking.

"Young Master, Young Marshal, I didn't fire the gun. The gun went off on its own. I... I didn't even pull the trigger!"

The soldier, who was already frightened, threw away the gun in his hand, collapsed on the ground, and peed his pants with fear. He looked at the gun with trembling all over. It was hanging in the air strangely, and the muzzle was still pointed at Lu Xiaojia.

"It's really like seeing a ghost, it's so weird!"

The pupils of more than a dozen soldiers shrank into needle points in fear, and the guns in their hands fell like hot potatoes.

However, the next second, the guns that had fallen to the ground suddenly floated up strangely, drawing a strange arc in the air, and the black muzzles of the guns turned towards Lu Xiaojia in unison as if they had life.

More than a dozen guns maintained a perfectly straight line, as if precisely controlled by an invisible force, and the metal surface glowed with a cold glow.

"Fuck!"

"This is impossible... How is this possible?"

Lu Xiaojia sat slumped in a pool of blood, his back against the cold wall, breathing heavily from his throat.

He looked at the gun floating in the air, and with trembling right hand he reached for the spare gun at his waist, only to find that the gun was also floating in the air, pointing at his temple.

"Ghost! There really is a ghost!" The soldiers rolled and crawled backwards. Some knocked over tables and chairs, some were tripped by their companions, and screams and cries filled the air.

Just as a soldier turned to flee, the suspended gun suddenly exploded with a loud bang, and the bullet accurately penetrated the back of his head.

Immediately afterwards, gunshots rang out one after another like death warrants. Soldiers who tried to escape fell one after another in the hail of bullets. Scarlet blood exploded in the air, and the smell of blood instantly spread throughout the first floor of the Paramount.

"Fuck!"

"what's the situation?"

"This is unscientific!"

"Could it be that I really encountered a ghost?!"

Lu Xiaojia was completely frightened. He had never seen such a horrific scene.

Marry Yang was so frightened that she hugged Lin Lang's waist, intermittent sobs coming out of her throat, and her pupils were shocked by the supernatural scene in front of her.

Ma Xiaofei was also so frightened that her legs were shaking uncontrollably. Although she was trying to remain calm on the surface, a thin layer of cold sweat had already appeared on her forehead.

"Oh my God! Husband, how did you do that?" Ma Xiaofei wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and was so shocked that her scalp went numb.

Lin Lang gently stroked Marry Yang's shoulders and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, my wife. These few shrimp soldiers and crab generals are no match for me. But seeing you and Xiaofei risking your lives to block the bullet for me, your husband is very happy. I will love you twice as much in the future."

After hearing this, Marry Yang immediately burst into laughter. With tears in her eyes, she looked at Lin Lang and said coquettishly, "Bad husband, it turns out that you didn't make a move until now because you were testing Xiaofei and me. You are so bad!"

Lin Lang smiled and kissed Marry Yang on the cheek, coaxing her, "Don't cry, baby, your husband loves you!"

Ma Xiaofei, whose legs were already weak from fear and who was somewhat unsteady on her feet, grabbed Lin Lang's arm and said in a trembling voice, "Husband, you've been playing the pig to eat the tiger for a long time. You almost scared me to death just now. You're so mean!"

Lin Lang also kissed Ma Xiaofei on the cheek and comforted her, "Don't be afraid. What are you afraid of with your husband here? The one you should be afraid of is the reckless Marshal Lu, isn't it?"

After hearing this, Ma Xiaofei turned her gaze to Lu Xiaojia, who was curled up in the corner and had already peed his pants out of fear.

Witnessing with his own eyes that all his soldiers were shot to death by guns suspended in the air, the usually arrogant and domineering son of a warlord was trembling with fear, his wide-open eyes filled with despair and helplessness, more terrified than seeing a ghost.

Lin Lang, full of murderous intent, slowly walked towards the terrified Lu Xiaojia.

With every step he took, the suspended guns followed, forming a neat fan shape in the air.

Lu Xiaojia looked at the slowly approaching Lin Lang, as if he saw the approaching god of death. He suddenly roared at the top of his lungs, "My father is Lu Yongxiang, the governor of Zhejiang! If you dare to kill me, my whole family will be buried with me!"

He was answered by a crisp gunshot.

A bullet grazed Lu Xiaojia's earlobe and left a charred hole in the wall.

Lin Lang leaned over, his pupils reflecting Lu Xiaojia's distorted face. "Threatening me will only lead to death. Now I'm sending you on your last journey."

After saying that, Lin Lang stood up with a sneer, hugged Marry Yang and Ma Xiaofei on his left and right, blew a hunting whistle, and walked out of the Paramount in a leisurely manner.

Marry Yang and Ma Xiaofei looked at each other, and the two best friends saw pride in each other's eyes, which was the pride that women felt when they admired and followed the strong.

At this moment, Lin Lang was the most handsome man in their eyes.

At the same time, all the guns floating in the air turned their muzzles and fired at Lu Xiaojia. The fierce gunshots and Lu Xiaojia's screams resounded throughout the Paramount.

Lu Xiaojia, known as one of the four great young masters of the Republic of China, has officially disappeared from the stage of history.