Chapter 221 Please
Even though he said this, when he really had to face Jin Boli, he felt a little panicked in his heart.
Dragging Ren Anlan out of the villa, he saw a Rolls-Royce motorcade approaching from a distance. Ren's father suppressed his uneasiness and greeted him with a smile.
"Mr. Jin, why are you free today?"
Even if he didn't help him before, he still had to be respectful to him.
Ren Anlan hid behind Ren's father. She could feel Jin Boli's cold eyes falling on the top of her head. She couldn't help but shudder. She didn't dare to look up. She could only hear the man's clear and cold voice falling on her ears. By the side.
"I heard that Mr. Ren has been mentally and physically exhausted since losing his son. He happened to be passing through Macao today, so he came here to visit."
I haven't heard that there are any important events in Macao today that require Jin Boli to come in person.
However, no one else has the right to know too clearly about his schedule.
Both Hong Kong and Macao have heard that his son was killed by his daughter. He had clearly warned everyone who knew about it not to spread the news, but no matter what happened, there was no airtight wall.
In front of outsiders, he had to show a sad look of knowing nothing.
Ren's father sighed softly, with a hint of tears in his eyes: "Xiao Heng is still so young, and his bright future was ruined by a drunk driver."
He wiped away his tears and looked at his heartbroken father.
But Jin Boli didn't answer his words.
Ren's father paused slightly, then raised his eyes calmly and landed on the man opposite.
Jin Boli looked careless, his attention didn't seem to be on this matter at all. He was holding his pocket with one hand, his eyebrows were coldly lowered, and he looked noble and noble. Just standing there, there was a heavy sense of oppression on people's hearts. .
He didn't come simply for this matter.
Father Ren's expression suddenly became serious.
Ren Anlan suddenly tugged on his clothes and looked out the door with a panicked expression. Ren's father didn't know why. It wasn't until he saw countless bodyguards surrounding him in an orderly manner that the uneasiness in his heart finally took on substance.
He squinted his eyes and said, "Mr. Jin, what do you mean?"
Jin Boli absent-mindedly took a gun from the bodyguard, held it in his palm and played with it, glowing with a deep and sharp cold light.
His tone was gentle, "Mr. Ren, what do you think I mean?"
Father Ren and Ren Anlan looked at him fearfully and shook their heads stiffly: "I don't know. I thought I respected Mr. Jin enough and never did anything to offend you."
"Everyone in Australia knows how much I respect you. Mr. Jin may have some misunderstandings about me."
"Really," Jin Boli smiled, with a cold light in his eyes, "Then tell me what misunderstanding I have about you."
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Father Ren's face turned slightly pale.
The bodyguards at the back all had weapons in their hands and had already taken away the useless uniforms from his manor. Knowing that the matter had been exposed, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"I don't know where I offended you," he refused to give in, bloodshot eyes bursting out, "Mr. Jin should be the one to provide evidence to prove that I did it."
He still harbors some fantasies in his heart and won't give up until he sees evidence.
Jin Boli raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Ren's father quietly. In these few seconds, there was a mixture of calmness and indifference. He was born to be the superior, and with just one glance, he completely suppressed Ren's father.
"Of course there is evidence." Jin Boli raised his gun and aimed at Ren's head without hesitation, "But, in my case, even if there is no evidence, if I want you to die, you will not be able to live."
It was a chill that hit my face.
The tremors caused Ren's father's muscles all over his body to tighten, making him feel as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Ren Anlan didn't say a word from beginning to end. She gritted her teeth and wished that Jin Boli would take action immediately.
She suddenly knelt on the ground with tears in her eyes: "Mr. Jin, I actually knew that my father had done something wrong a long time ago. He thought that my brother was dead and asked you to help, but you were unwilling to help, so he held a grudge against you. He also threatened me to find a killer for him, and he would beat me if I didn’t want to.”
The wound where she had just been hit by the laptop was bleeding. She was crying and out of breath. "I have always been condemned by my conscience. I don't know why my father became like this. I have never given up contacting you, but No contact was made.”
She put all the fault on Ren's father, which made Ren's eyes wide open. At gunpoint, the father and daughter began to blame each other.
Noisy and blushing, Ren's father raised his hand angrily and slapped Ren Anlan hard.
Jin Boli calmly loaded the gun, and with a bang, the bullet grazed Ren's face, and blood instantly overflowed.
Before Ren Anlan could be happy, she saw him looking at her seriously.
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She didn't feel any pain at first, she only felt a coldness on her legs, followed by a sharp, trembling dull pain that made her go weak to the point of convulsions. She screamed when she saw the blood on her legs.
The veins in Father Ren's forehead throbbed.
He suddenly turned back to look at Jin Boli. The man smiled casually: "I don't care whose idea it is, so."
The curve of Jin Boli's lips narrowed, and a bit of madness surged, "Both of you will die."
Father Ren's legs hurt and he knelt straight on the ground. His previous luck was completely turned into ashes. He was trembling with fear, but he couldn't say a word in the face of extreme fear.
He watched helplessly as the black hole of the gun was pointed at him. He was shaking like chaff and having difficulty breathing. His eyes were filled with despair and scarlet red. The regret in his heart was overwhelming, but no matter how regretful he was, there was no room for change.
At this moment, a soft voice suddenly came from the side.
"Mr. Jin!"
She was Ren Anlan's stepmother. She took a deep breath, and under Ren's father's expectant gaze, she had the courage to speak bitterly: "Can you leave them two to me?"
"My son was still so young and died in their hands, but they are still alive and well. I won't accept it!" She prayed, "Mr. Jin, please."
This one is really interesting.
Jin Boli nodded casually, watching the woman run back to the villa happily, and then took out a knife.
He turned around and left the rest to the bodyguard.
That night, big news came from Australia.
After Mrs. Ren lost her son, she became insane. She tortured her husband and stepdaughter with a knife until they could not scream or scream. Finally, she called the police and surrendered. The Ren family's father and daughter lost too much blood and were sent to the hospital.
Currently in a coma.
But the chances of waking up are slim.
Since then, the Ren family has faded into history and become a topic of conversation among people after dinner. It is not known whose hands the huge wealth will fall into.