Immortal Emperor's Life As A Son-in-law

It was Xiao Chen, of course. He strode forward as if there was no one else around. After a while, he turned around and walked into the office.    

    

"Who are you? How did you get up here?"    

    

The middle-aged man frowned. He immediately took a step forward and placed Conghu behind him. He stared at Conghu and asked.    

    

"Of course I took the elevator. Nowadays, which idiot would climb the stairs?"    

    

Xiao Chen casually said. He sat on the sofa and crossed his legs like he was at home.    

    

The middle-aged man frowned, but his eyes kept looking out the door.    

    

Others might not know, but he must know how many bodyguards he had arranged on this floor.    

    

However, up until now, let alone a shadow, he had not even heard a grunt.    

    

Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man's hand secretly reached for his waist. In the blink of an eye, a black pistol was held in his hand.    

    

Xiao Chen did not seem to see it. He looked up at the calligraphy and paintings in the office and touched his chin.    

    

"Seeing that you are so rich, I am relieved. Tell me how much I will pay for your life!"    

    

His calm tone carried an indifference that determined life and death. But at the same time, it also aroused the anger of Conghu and the middle-aged man.    

    

"Kid, what do you think this place is? How dare you threaten me!" As he spoke, the middle-aged man's arm moved.    

    

The black gun barrel instantly aimed at Xiao Chen. The middle-aged man put his thumb on the safety and had a vicious expression.    

    

"Threatening?" Xiao Chen smiled and slowly turned his head to Conghu's face. "Do I look so free?"    

    

"How dare you? I think you are tired of living!" The middle-aged man moved his thumb and the safety was opened at the same time.    

    

"It's best not to point this thing at me. It's easy to accidentally injure me!" Xiao Chen's expression did not change.    

    

It was as if the thing in front of him was not a gun but a toy. He did not hear what the middle-aged man said at all.    

    

"Who sent you? Tell me, perhaps I can spare your life!"    

    

The middle-aged man's face turned black and his tone became fierce. He put his index finger on the trigger and asked with a cold face.    

    

"No one in the world can send me!" Xiao Chen said calmly. For the first time, he looked at the middle-aged man's face and said, "You don't seem to listen to what I said!"    

    

As he spoke, his eyes flashed. His originally bright eyes were like a pool of water that had fainted, but also like an abyss that had become strange and mysterious.    

    

The middle-aged man was fiercely stunned. Then, his eyes lost focus. His raised hand suddenly turned.    

    

The black barrel of the gun was pressed against Conghu's head in an instant.    

    

"Are you f * cking crazy? Hurry up and take this thing away from me!" Conghu cursed angrily.    

    

Xiao Chen looked at him with a mocking smile. With a thought, the middle-aged man tightened his fingers.    

    

Conghu's eyes trembled when he saw this. He froze and shouted at the middle-aged man, "How dare you!"    

    

"I already said it was easy to get hurt by accident. Why didn't you listen to me?"    

    

Shaking his head, Xiao Chen slowly stood up. He walked up with his hands behind his back and looked through the window at the street view outside.    

    

The lights were bright and the traffic was heavy. It was a beautiful scene.    

    

Conghu was not as relaxed as him. Sweat poured down from his head like a tide.    

    

His clothes were also drenched in sweat, but he did not dare to move at all.    

    

"Get your mother away from me. If you turn the tables on me, you will pay it back!" Conghu cursed.    

    

Unfortunately, the middle-aged man was hit by the Enchant Spell, so how could he hear what he said?    

    

With a thought from Xiao Chen, the middle-aged man turned the muzzle of the gun. With a crisp sound, the bullet flew out and went into Conghu's shoulder.    

    

Miserable screams could be heard at that time. Conghu stumbled and fell onto the wall, dragging a long trail of blood as he slid to the ground.    

    

But before he could continue to wail, the gun barrel hit his head again.    

    

His forehead hurt more than his shoulder. The heart that had been boiling with anger suddenly trembled, and a chill arose spontaneously.    

    

"It's you, it must be you. What did you do to him?"    

    

Looking at the middle-aged man's unfocused gaze, Conghu also realized something. He angrily shouted at Xiao Chen.    

    

"Not only will you die if you get shot in the head, but the blood will only flow for an hour at most. If I were you, I would not have said such nonsense at this time. "    

    

Xiao Chen pulled over the armchair and sat down calmly. He lowered his head and looked at Conghu's face as he spoke in a calm voice.    

    

His whole body trembled. Conghu reached out his hand to cover his shoulder. His eyes were dyed red with blood, but the numbness was getting heavier and heavier.    

    

"What exactly do you want?"    

    

"It depends on your life. What is it worth?" Xiao Chen played with his fingers in boredom. He was not anxious at all.    

    

"Didn't you just want money? Three million, I'll give it to you right away!"    

    

"What did you say? Xiao Chen scratched his ear and said, "I didn't hear you clearly.    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a clang.    

    

Conghu's head hit the wall in an instant, and the gun barrel almost embedded itself into his skull.    

    

"Five..." Just as he said one word, he saw Xiao Chen's playful gaze. His heart sank, and he hurriedly changed his words, "One, ten million! Quickly let him let me go!"    

    

"As the dignified leader of Twin River Society, one life is only worth so little money. Aren't you afraid of losing face even if you tell others?"    

    

Xiao Chen put down his finger, and his indifferent eyes fell on Conghu's face.    

    

His tone was full of disdain. He did not tell Conghu what he meant, but the boiling temperature of the gun was transmitted into Conghu's brain.    

    

Looking at the middle-aged man's curled up finger and the dislocated trigger, Conghu's eyes narrowed.    

    

"Thirty, thirty million. Hurry up and tell him to stop."    

    

"I was in a good mood today. However, there were some people who didn't want to open their eyes and insisted on disrupting my good mood. Sigh..."    

    

" Fifty, fifty million, I can only take out this much! "    

    

" My lord doesn't care about petty people. He even specially rented a car to send people back for you. You have to pay for the gas, right? "    

    

"Seventy million, this is already my limit. No matter how much, I, I don't have it!"    

    

"Don't worry, I'm just sighing." Xiao Chen smiled faintly. With a thought, the middle-aged man finally moved the gun away.    

    

Conghu felt light all over his body. The sweat that dripped down from his body seeped into his wound. It was so painful that he took a deep breath.    

    

Taking advantage of Xiao Chen's inattention, he suddenly turned around, pulled open the drawer, and pulled out a pistol.    

    

However, before he could lift it up, the back of his head suddenly turned cold. The familiar feeling made him not dare to move again.    

    

"I knew you would play this game with me." Xiao Chen didn't move at all.    

    

He put one hand on the armrest of the chair and the other hand on his chin. He looked at Conghu as if he was looking at a fool.    

    

"What should we do? Your life seems to be tougher than I thought. Oh, right, what did you say just now?"    

    

"90 million, I'll give it, I'll give it all! Don't kill me! "    

    

"Why is it getting higher? You actually lied to me just now. I'm very sad!" Xiao Chen shook his head and said with a disappointed face.    

    

Conghu was about to cry. Since he became the boss until now, how could he be threatened and humiliated like this?    

    

"One, one hundred million. Even if you kill me, I won't be able to take out more!"    

    

"We're all civilized people. What do you mean kill or not? It's so unpleasant to say!" Xiao Chen yawned, but he didn't stop talking. " Oh, right. I only accept cash! Since the car was driven out, it could not go back empty. Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing!"