Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Dabao pulled the trigger, and with a click, the firing pin made a crisp sound.

Dabao laughed,

"Feng San, it seems I'm lucky. I've already survived two chances. You still have one-third of the options left."

He slowly pointed the gun at Feng San's eyebrows again.

Lu Jianbang whispered in Wang Guohua's ear,

"Look, does Dabao seem to be even slightly scared? I guarantee this little bastard is setting a trap for Feng San'er. This is a psychological tactic."

Wang Guohua nodded.

"When I saw that little bastard's facial expression didn't change when he pulled the trigger, I knew he was definitely up to something."

Dabao said to Feng San,

"You haven't said your last words yet? Or do you say that you have no worries and it doesn't matter anymore? But I think you should at least say one thing: let's be brothers in the next life, right?

Feng San, I think it would be really boring if you didn't say this."

Feng San's legs began to tremble again. He finally couldn't help but yelled, "Second brother..." He only yelled once and didn't say anything else.

Guan Er looked at his brother, he was in a dilemma. Dabao took half a step forward.

"Feng San, you're shaking so much, I'm afraid I won't be able to hit you accurately."

After he said this, Feng San shivered even more violently.

"You won't tell me? Well, let's make this a quick fight. If you have anything to say, save it for the King of Hell. You're definitely going to hell anyway!"

As he said that, he pulled the trigger. With a click, Feng San could no longer hold it in. A stream of urine gushed out. The amount was so large that both of his trouser legs were wet. He cried out. The feeling of walking on the edge of life and death almost made him collapse.

Dabao raised his eyebrows and took a step back. Fuck! He's such a grown man, and he still wet his pants? What a loser.

"Feng San, do you think hell is fun? Anyway, you will know once you go there..."

Guan Er couldn't bear it any longer.

"Sir, the Buddha said that if I don't go to hell, then whoever goes to hell will be left in hell for you."

Dabao laughed heartily, pointed the gun at his temple, and pulled the trigger. There was a click, but the gun didn't fire again.

Dabao laughed out loud.

"Feng San, in fact, what the Buddha and Bodhisattva said is that I will not go to hell. Whoever wants to go can go. Look, there are only two bullets left. It's either you or me, but you have a better chance now."

He said, holding the gun with both hands.

"Feng San, I'm holding the gun with both hands. Is that okay with you? The problem is that you're always shaking. What if I miss and hit you on the head? This kind of revolver is very powerful and can easily rip open a person's skull. Do you know what will happen after that?"

As he spoke, he took another half step forward, this time even closer, the gun in his hand was almost pressing on Feng San's eyebrows.

Dabao took another step back, covering his nose with one hand.

"Fuck! You're so horny, this smell...Okay, since you don't have any last words to say, then just die!"

As he spoke, his finger slowly touched the trigger.

Feng San cried out in a crying voice,

"Second brother..."

Guan Er sighed.

"Forget it, sir, let's stop here. We admit defeat."

Dabao laughed out loud.

"It's good that you admit defeat. Now, can you tell me who is the murderer behind the killing of Pei Yan?"

Guan Er sighed.

"If you accept the bet and lose, we will tell you everything we know. However, I have one small request..."

"Request? What request?"

"I know that my brother and I have done too many evil things over the years, and we can't escape death this time..."

Guan Er took the grenade from Feng San and handed it to Da Bao. He turned around and pointed at Xiao Qi.

"Originally, I wanted to use this child as a scapegoat, but now I see that he can't escape your scrutiny. My only request is that you don't make things too hard for him and give him a chance to live."

Dabao shook his head,

"He just said that he killed Pei Yan with his own hands. I know that this kind of young man can't stand a few nice words. It's too easy for someone as cunning as you to take advantage of him. I can't agree to your request. People must always be responsible for their own actions.

It's the same with you, it's the same with him, there's no way to escape."

Guan Er grinned and nodded.

"Sir, I know there is something fishy in your gun, otherwise you wouldn't be so calm, but I can't find any flaws, so I give up.

This matter was handled by me and the employer from beginning to end. My third brother knows nothing. If you have any questions, just come to me."

He turned to Jin Hai and said,

"Jin Hai, do you know why I have been dissatisfied with you for so many years?"

Jin Hai shook his head.

Guan Er pointed at him with his finger.

"Because you lack courage, you are hesitant and hesitant, considering both principles and family ties, and end up not being able to take care of anything. Your personality is such that you cannot accomplish great things.

If you were to ask me this today, I would not say anything. But this officer, although young, is of superior courage and strategy. I am Guan Erfu, so feel free to ask whatever you want!"

Dabao smiled coldly.

"Guan Er, you're really something. Do you think I'll let you off the hook just because you praise me? You're thinking too much. I don't want to hear good or bad words, I only want to hear the truth..."

He looked at Feng San,

"Feng San, I just told you that your grenade won't go off, but you didn't believe me. Now I'll show you if this piece of junk still works."

As he said this, he spread out his hands, and the springs on the two grenades popped out. Feng San screamed and fell to the ground with a thud, and Guan Er did the same.

On the contrary, others did not react. When they reacted, the two melon grenades were still lying quietly in Dabao's palm.

Guan Er and Feng San Er were completely convinced by this. They almost hit their heads in their crotches when they got up. They were so embarrassed...

Mo Qiyuan came over and whispered a few words to Dabao, who laughed.

"You are a bunch of scum, incapable of doing anything else but harming others. It's unfortunate for Pei Yan to fall into your hands..."

Dabao glanced at the prisoner's head.

"Don't think that you will be free from problems if you tell Director Mo everything here. I tell you, you think too much.

However, I won’t deal with you, because someone will deal with you, and as for the extent of that, it will be as miserable as it can be…”

He was talking about what happened in this cell. The person who killed Pei Yan would not survive, and those who had tortured Pei Yan, Duan Huaiwen and Pei Yuanjin, would never let them go. With Duan Huiwen's love for his grandson, I'm afraid that no prisoner in this cell would survive, and even their families would be implicated.

He turned around and said,

"Jin Hai, carefully interrogate everyone involved in Pei Yan's death on the spot, get their confessions, and arrest them!"

Jin Hai and the police from the Criminal Investigation Department agreed in unison...