"Ha!" Luo Ke laughed out loud, "Such deep brotherhood, so touching, ha... continue... ha... I’m almost moved by you."
"Leng Zirui, you’re the dumbest fool in the world!" Leng Zimo shouted angrily.
"Bro, let’s be brothers again in the next life!" Leng Zirui took a light breath and raised his hand to press the hammer on the gun.
Leng Zimo watched him, silent.
Luo Ke, however, just laughed loudly, anticipating Leng Zirui pulling the trigger at him and the look on Leng Zimo’s face.
He did not see Leng Zimo silently mouthing at him, his lips moving but not making a sound.
3!
2!
1!
Leng Zimo silently counted, and when he reached one, he suddenly raised his hand, grabbing Luo Ke’s right wrist while tilting his head to the left.
Leng Zirui swiftly turned the gun, aiming at Luo Ke and pulling the trigger.
Luo Ke realized something was wrong and instinctively dodged aside, the bullet grazing his scalp.
Turning around, Luo Ke quickly fled, rushing into the building.
Leng Zirui pulled the trigger again, the bullet left the chamber and hit the back of Luo Ke’s knee, causing him to tumble down the stairs and roll into the basement.
Dragging his injured leg, he quickly crawled inside, closing the basement entrance door tightly and locking it.
The Leng Family Brothers ran over but couldn’t open the door.
"Damn it!"
Leng Zimo kicked the door twice furiously but couldn’t break it, only cursing in anger.



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