For these people who lived at the lower levels of society, firearms were mythical objects that were only heard of, not seen, and something only law enforcement had possession of.
Seeing a gun brandished though, had them immediately on their knees begging for mercy, thinking they had brought the ire of the local mob boss.
"So, Du Rongzhen wants you to kidnap Zhou Weiqi as a lesson?" Lu Xingzhi lightly pinched Jiang Yao's palm. She looked calm, yet he was boiling in rage inside.
The head thug quickly nodded. Lu Xingzhi remarked, "Remember this, Du Rongzhen came to you asking for a murder-for-hire. She wants you to kill these two people!"
"Let's call the police."
"No! No! Stop! That's impossible! Even though we don't know the law, but we still know that attempted murder is a far more severe crime than kidnapping! If we say that, we're done for!" Lin Fulian shook his head vigorously.
"This is not a discussion; you have no choice. Either you die or you confess to being a murder-for-hire. If things go well, it's not too difficult for me to look for a good attorney for you, or even spend a little money for a shorter prison sentence," Lu Xingzhi said. "I want Du Rongzhen convicted of the conspiracy to commit murder. I'm going after Du Rongzhen, do you get it?"
Looking at the violent head-shaking, Chen Xuyao was annoyed. "What's wrong with your brains, eh? Do they work only when shot at? We are going after that woman; your prison sentence duration depends on how cooperative you are. Get it now?"
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