It's terrible. Mr. Lu is too clingy.

Seeing that Xie Xingran really came alone, Lu Ci's heart instantly tightened, and he leaned forward and wanted to stand up.

But the scarred man held him down, holding the gun tightly in his hand.

"Mr. Lu," he said in a lazy tone, as if he was reminiscing with a friend who had come from afar.

"You've seen the person, so how about I keep my promise? Your wife is safe and sound with me, and hasn't suffered any torture at all."

When the scarred man called to threaten her, Xie Xingran also said that she must not touch a hair of her "wife", otherwise the entire Lu family would be mobilized to crush them to ashes.

The man with the scar also has concerns. He wants money so that he can enjoy himself. How can he enjoy himself if he loses his life?

[My delicate wife was beaten so hard that she was swollen. How dare you say she didn't suffer at all?]

Lu Ciye's long hair was let down, covering the red and swollen mark on his right cheek.

If his mouth hadn't been sealed with tape by the scarred man, he would probably be complaining at this moment.

But Xie Xingran didn't need him to speak. When he heard his inner voice, his face suddenly darkened and his voice was cold and stern:

"What happened to my wife's face? Did you hit him?"

The scarred man paused, not expecting Mr. Lu to be so sharp-eyed. He gave a wry smile and said, "It was an accident, a complete accident."

Lu Ci nodded several times with red eyes, looking aggrieved.

Another man who had been silent the entire time spoke up: "Stop talking nonsense, and quickly pay the money and hand over the goods."

The scarred man became serious and took out his cell phone from his pocket. On the screen was a photo of a bank card.

The silent man took it, walked towards Xie Xingran, and took the money from the box in her hand, "Fifty million, not a cent less."

Xie Xingran looked around at everyone with a gloomy look in his eyes, took out his phone, and while operating the photo, he asked casually:

"Don't you have another gang? Where did you go?"

The scarred man was very cautious and frowned: "Why are you asking this?"

Xie Xingran shrugged, "Just asking casually."

The outside has been quietly surrounded by special police. If the transaction inside is completed well, there will basically be no casualties.

But now that there is one person missing, she is afraid of something unexpected happening.

The result is whatever you are afraid of.

Just as he finished speaking, Zhong Yilin and a man rushed in, gasping for breath with pale faces.

"Boss, police, I saw it, there are police outside!"

Zhong Yilin: "Kill them! They'll die sooner or later anyway."

After hearing this, Xie Xingran's heart skipped a beat. An unexpected event had occurred.

"Shut up right there." The scarred man roared at Zhong Yilin angrily, raised his gun and pointed it at Xie Xingran, his expression half-smiled and extremely vicious:

"Mr. Lu, there will be a price to pay for not keeping your promise."

After saying that, he pointed the gun at her thigh.

Just as he was about to press the button, Lu Ci in front of him had already untied the rope and quickly snatched the gun from his hand.

Because the ropes on his legs had not been untied, this movement caused him to fall to the ground.

But he held the gun tightly and pointed it at the man with the scar.

At the same time, Xie Xingran pressed the button in his hand. In an instant, the alarm sounded and a large number of special police rushed here.

The situation reversed instantly.

"Damn it!" The man with Zhong Yilin didn't take him seriously and even tried to grab the gun back. "How can a woman like you shoot a gun?"

Lu Ci also moved the muzzle of the gun and shot him in the leg.

With a "bang", blood gushed out and the man fell to the ground screaming in pain.

After firing the gun, he immediately aimed at the scarred man and the silent man, and tore off the tape on his mouth with pain. His voice was a little hoarse:

"You'd better not move, otherwise bullets won't have eyes."

Zhong Yilin was terribly shocked: "Xie Xingran, you actually know how to shoot?"

The moment she spoke, Lu Ciye moved the muzzle of his gun again and accurately hit Zhong Yilin's right wrist.

Lu Ci also sneered: "I almost forgot if you didn't say anything. You dare to hit me in the face? I think you are tired of living."

Screams echoed throughout the factory.

Xie Xingran had already run to his side, untied the ropes on his feet, helped him stand up, and walked away from the few people.

The silent man who was pointed at by the gun was panicked for only a moment, and then he calmed down surprisingly.

"We brothers just want a little money, but Mr. Lu is playing tricks on us. Isn't that a bit too stingy?"

Without waiting for Xie Xingran to answer, Lu Ci also took the lead and said:

"Is this just a small amount of money? Do you think our money came from the wind?"

Xie Xingran: "Don't worry, I haven't had time to turn around yet."

Lu Ciye: "That's good."

The silent man looked at Lu Ciye with gloom in his eyes, as if he regretted not torturing him before.

Lu Ci also looked back deeply, his hand holding the gun steady without any trembling.

But in a moment, several armed special police officers appeared from the stairs, shouting "Don't move".

But at this moment, the silent man opened his clothes, and a bundle of bombs appeared in everyone's sight.

He is the one who talks the least among the group and also the craziest.

At this moment, he detonated the bomb regardless of the Scar Man's horrified attempts to stop him.

"If we die, let's all die together!"

"Get down!" Someone shouted.

Lu Ci also realized something was wrong at the first moment. He turned around a second ago and pounced on Xie Xingran, lying on top of her.

"boom--!"