Do you like to eat it?

The man got closer and closer.

Chu Yang felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

He turned to call Cen Yanbo, and at the same time, he was thinking about whether he could call for rescue or scare the man away if he called someone now, but he was also worried that the man would jump over the wall in a hurry and really do something to him.

I still remember that those who broke into their house last night brought guns, in case that man also brought...

Chu Yang didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

There was a battle between heaven and man in his mind, and he didn't know what to do next.

At this time, the phone vibrated suddenly, and Chu Yang looked down - Cen Yanbo over there had already connected the phone.

At the same time, the man walked up to the flower basket.

Chu Yang quietly put his mobile phone into his pocket, took a deep breath, walked out from behind the flower basket, and bumped into the man with mischievous eyebrows.

The man had already confirmed that Chu Yang was hiding behind the flower basket. Seeing Chu Yang stand up on his own initiative, he was stunned for a moment, and then saw Chu Yang also stunned.

"Ah..." Chu Yang scratched his hair in embarrassment, "Sorry, I mistook the person, I thought it was my friend who came in, and I was going to scare him."

The man's expression quickly regained his composure, he did not speak, his eyes hanging from the end of his eyes quietly looked at Chu Yang, as if he was judging the truth of Chu Yang's words.

Chu Yang smiled at him, then passed him by.

There was a flash of fierceness in the man's eyes, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap around Chu Yang's neck.

Fortunately, Chu Yang had been paying attention to the man's movements. The moment the man raised his hand, he reflexively dodged to the side, successfully avoiding the man's outstretched hand.

Although Chu Yang had expected it in his heart, he was still very surprised that the man dared to attack Lu Guozhen's mourning hall. It seemed that the person who arranged for him to come had something to do with the Lu family, otherwise the man could not have easily entered.

Chu Yang didn't dare to delay, and when the man's hand was missing, he raised his foot and kicked the man's bottom.

The man was caught off guard, so he was kicked so abruptly that his whole face was distorted in pain, and the veins on his forehead were exposed. He restrained himself from howling, and directly swallowed the scream that was about to come out, and looked at Chu Yang's eyes were almost bloodshot.

However, Chu Yang moved quickly, and quickly slipped away after retracting his feet. While running outside the mourning hall, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Lu Xiuyuan! Lu Xiuyuan! Lu Xiuyuan!"

There was no movement outside.

In an instant, Chu Yang's heart turned cold.

No matter how fast he ran, he still couldn't outrun the man behind him. Before he reached the door of the mourning hall, he was caught by the arm of the man chasing him.

The man's eyes were scarlet, his face was extremely ferocious, and he yanked Chu Yang back.

Suddenly Chu Yang was thrown by the man onto the low table where the fruit plate and tea were placed, like a puppet without resistance. Chu Yang knocked the fruit plate and tea to the ground, the fruit fell everywhere, and the tea splashed Chu Yang was covered.

Chu Yang rolled around on the low table twice, and fell to the ground with a thud. He barely lay on the ground, and was already dizzy from the impact. His shoulders and head hit the corner of the table.

A hot and humid feeling came from his forehead and slid down his cheeks.

Chu Yang was a little dazed, and stretched out his hand to touch his face, but he felt scarlet in his hand.

Bleeding.

As if he didn't see the blood on Chu Yang's face, the man strode over and grabbed Chu Yang's hair, so that Chu Yang had to look up at him.

"Be honest with me, or don't blame my gun for not having eyes."

The man's voice was very hoarse, and every word he uttered was harsh and unpleasant as if it had been honed by sand and stone.

After finishing speaking, he pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a weird smile, pointed at the thing pinned to his waist with his finger, and said in a low voice: "This is already loaded, maybe if you are not careful, it will open your fragile head flower."

Chu Yang was shocked.

He opened his eyes slightly, looked along the man's hand, and in the next second he saw a black and translucent black pistol/gun. The pistol/gun looked small, but it was enough to take Chu Yang's life.

"..." Chu Yang choked for breath, his whole heart lifted, he heard his voice trembling, "What do you want to do?"

"Don't do anything, just stay here." The man sat down on the low table in front of Chu Yang, looked at the watch on his wrist, probably it's not time yet, he is not in a hurry now , the pain below made his face still not so pretty.

Chu Yang took out a tissue from his pocket and blocked the wound on his forehead. He had bled too much just now, all over his face and clothes, and the air was full of an unpleasant smell of blood.

"Did Lu Xinyu send you here?" Chu Yang struggled to get up with one hand on the ground, his eyes fixed on the man, his tone gradually became firm, "Lu Xinyu sent you here."

The man stared at Chu Yang with hanging eyes, and said impatiently: "Don't care who asked me to come, be honest, I won't do anything to you, after tonight, everything will be over."

Chu Yang asked: "It's over? What do you mean?"

The man was probably annoyed by the question, and his tone suddenly became harsh: "It's over, it's over, don't you understand the literal meaning? Are you stupid?"

Chu Yang was silent for a moment.

The man looked at him and sneered, "Sit back."

Chu Yang stood still, and after two seconds, he said, "I want to discuss with you..."

Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly stood up from the low table, his eyes were full of hostility, he reached for his waist, took out the small black pistol/gun, and in the blink of an eye, it touched Chu Yang's temple.

"Can you say one more word?"

The cold touch came from the temple, and the little blood on Chu Yang's face disappeared in an instant. He was stuck in place like a sculpture, and he didn't even dare to move his eyes.

The man shouted in a low voice: "Stand behind."

Chu Yang didn't dare to disobey the man's order, and cautiously raised his feet and walked back.

Just when the man was about to retract the gun, he suddenly and sensitively noticed a strange movement from outside. The sound was extremely weak. If the mourning hall was not too quiet, he would not have noticed that slight sound at all.

The man's expression instantly became vigilant, and he turned his head to look at Chu Yang, who obviously hadn't heard anything. After a moment of weighing, he decided to proceed according to the plan.

"Come with me."

Seeing the man's reaction, Chu Yang knew something was wrong, so he was naturally unwilling to go there.

It's a pity that the man didn't give him time to hesitate at all. At the same time as the voice fell, the cold muzzle of the gun touched his temple again, followed by the man's stiff arms, which ruthlessly wrapped around Chu Yang's neck.

Chu Yang was hit hard just now, and he was a little dizzy at first, but now he was strangled by the man and almost couldn't breathe. Suddenly, he felt as if his chest was stuffed with a ball of cotton, and he wanted to cough when he opened his mouth.

A man's warning voice suddenly sounded next to his ears: "You dare to speak out and try."

"..." Chu Yang quickly swallowed his cough back.

The man didn't care about 21, [-], and dragged Chu Yang to the back of the mourning hall. There was nothing behind the mourning hall, but when they walked over, Chu Yang saw a door hidden in the dark shadows.

Since there were many flower baskets that could not fit in front of that door, almost no one noticed the existence of that door all day long.

The man turned the doorknob and dragged Chu Yang out.

Alarm bells rang in Chu Yang's heart.

If they stay in the mourning hall, he still has a chance to hang out with this man, but once they leave the mourning hall, he doesn't know where the man will take him. When Lu Xiuyuan can't find him, maybe even him I don't know when I'm dead.

Chu Yang panicked, grabbed the door frame and didn't want to go out.

Sensing Chu Yang's intention to resist, the man suddenly turned his head, his face was full of anger, and pushed the muzzle of the gun against Chu Yang's temple forcefully.

"Get out!" The man cursed in Chu Yang's ear, "Give me another fucking time, believe it or not, I'll finish you right here."

Chu Yang was so frightened that he lost consciousness. He never thought that one day he would personally experience the scenes that only appear in TV dramas.

But he must not go out...

Once he stepped out of this door, he would be one step closer to death.

Chu Yang's eyes were red, and he turned his head to stare at the man's face. Soon, an impulsive idea appeared in his mind. Before he even had time to think about whether the idea was feasible, his body took the lead in taking action.

While the man was not paying attention, he suddenly rushed towards the man and reached out to snatch the gun from the man's hand.

The man didn't expect Chu Yang to go this far. After a second of surprise, he scuffled with Chu Yang.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

Three gunshots pierced the night sky.

When Lu Xiuyuan rushed into the mourning hall in spite of everything, there was no one in the mourning hall, except for a lot of blood on the side of the low table.

Lu Xiuyuan's body was trembling, he tried to calm himself down, and frantically searched in the mourning hall, and after a while, he saw two people lying in a pool of blood at the back of the mourning hall.

The clothes on Chu Yang's body were stained with a large amount of blood, his face and hair were covered with blood, he could no longer see his original face clearly, and the smell of blood filled Lu Xiuyuan's mind.

He rushed over, picked up the unconscious Chu Yang with trembling hands, and ran outside.

Xiao Chen and the others followed, and when they saw the blood-soaked person in Lu Xiuyuan's arms, they were so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe.

"Where's the doctor?" Lu Xiuyuan's eyes were full of blood-colored hostility, and the low air pressure emanating from his body seemed to have abruptly lowered the surrounding temperature by several degrees, "Call the doctor!"

Xiao Chen trembled, almost crying: "You, wait a minute, I'll go and shout."

The Lu family has a private doctor. Someone was injured just now, and the doctor is still there. It takes 10 to [-] minutes to come from there.

At this moment, Lu Xiuyuan's brain was already confused. In fact, the moment he saw Chu Yang lying in a pool of blood with his own eyes, he felt his brain explode with a bang.

It seemed that the three shots just now hit him directly in the head.