Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Calm down. If you have any other conditions, feel free to ask for them. It doesn't matter how much money you ask for, as long as you are willing to let us go."

Chen Ming looked at him fiercely: "And you, if you hadn't refused to give me a raise, how could I have touched the company's public funds? If you had begged for me at the time."

"I won't go to jail, and my son won't die. Now I have nothing, so why should you have a son?"

"You should be like me, with no one to succeed you. You should be the one sending off the young. What future? I have no future."

Fu Mingan looked at the burning gasoline on the sea. An idea flashed through his mind and he stared at him with wide eyes: "Old Chen, you poured out all the gasoline on the boat!"

Chen Ming sneered twice: "Yes, I will send you all off together. It would be great if your whole family can be together. As for the others, you can only wish for your own happiness."

"Who asked you to get on the boat? It's your bad luck, don't blame me."

"The fire hasn't engulfed the entire ship yet, so you still have a chance to escape. There's an inflatable yacht over there. Whoever grabs it will own it. Anyone who can't will die with us."

When it comes to survival, human nature is fully displayed.

Everyone rushed towards the inflatable yacht. Even though they knew they would die if they lost their way in the sea, they still rushed forward without hesitation, just in case they were lucky enough to encounter a fishing boat.

The scene suddenly became chaotic. Chen Ming approached little by little: "Jump down, or I will have no choice but to shoot your father. If he dies, it will be your fault."

Fu Yuan looked at him calmly: "You didn't shoot me, but you wanted to watch me jump and struggle before I die, right? Then see if you can shoot me to death."

"you……"

Chen Ming narrowed his eyes, pulled the trigger and the bullet flew out. Just when he thought it was going to hit, the bullet stopped out of thin air. Yes, it just stopped.

His eyes widened, his expression full of disbelief.

Su Chen yawned and walked out of the cabin, his tone still a little sleepy and his expression lazy: "Aren't we going to catch fish? Why are we opening the wooden warehouse? It's so discordant."

Fu Yuan saw him come out and said calmly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. If you have a defensive amulet on you, you can't be killed by yourself. It doesn't matter whether I attack you or not. It's such good weather, isn't it good to fish? Why do you have to make a fuss?"

"Who are you? Why do you look so alike?"

Chen Ming pointed the gun at Su Chen and pulled the trigger continuously. Looking at the bullet that stopped in mid-air, his eyes became more and more horrified.

The people who originally robbed the inflatable yacht were also dumbfounded when they saw this scene. Why did this scene, which should only appear in movies, appear in reality?

"How is this possible? Why did the bullet stop? Who is he? He looks like the president."

Su Chen was wearing a hat when he got on the boat and took it off when he went to sleep. He didn't expect to hear gunshots, and he was not wearing a hat when he came out, so he was naturally seen clearly by everyone.

Chen Ming watched him throw the bullet aside, approaching step by step, and subconsciously retreated: "Who the hell are you? How can you control bullets?"

"Why don't you just settle your grudges on shore? Why do you have to drag so many innocent people into this? Do you want to go to hell?"

"Haha, there can't be a hell in this world. Stop playing tricks here. I don't believe it."

Su Chen raised his hand and waved it, and a black vortex appeared on the spot. There were continuous shrill screams from it, and bony hands stretched out as if trying to break free from their restraints.

This scene frightened everyone so much that they dared not move. They just stared at this strange scene, their hearts instantly rising to their throats.

"You're going to hell, the kind where you can't be reborn. Put down your gun and start sailing. The fire is getting a little hot here."

Chen Ming looked at him motionlessly.

Seeing that he didn't move, Su Chen had no choice but to take out a piece of talisman paper and throw it directly on the deck. The next moment, everyone only felt a flash before their eyes, and then the boat moved to another place.