The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me

Chapter 2191 - 2616: Steps

Actors always use this for acting injured, right?

It can all be just like the real thing.

With a gun in his hand, Jun Mochan fired a few shots, then, caught off guard, got "shot" and fell to the ground.

Quickly, Zhou Xian and Chu Ji were also overwhelmed, and they too fell to the ground.

The previously noisy banquet hall slowly quieted down, even the gunshots disappeared.

Zhou Xian and Chu Ji lay beside Jun Mochan, who was clutching his chest and breathing softly.

He lay atop a corpse, the hem of his shirt stained red with blood, though his black pants remained unchanged in color.

Zhou Xian and Chu Ji were no better off than him.

In the hall, people were either dead or injured; only a few survived.

General Fan’s father chose this moment to walk in.

His face bore a look of smugness.

Jun Mochan was about to struggle up from the ground, but upon seeing him, paused, and instead sat down.

He sat there beside the corpse, expression indifferent, yet exuding a natural charisma.

Zhou Xian and Chu Ji also managed to sit up with some "difficulty."

The two sat on either side of Jun Mochan, eyes wary, holding guns as they cautiously watched General Fan’s father.

"Is General Fan here to rescue us?" Zhou Xian asked knowingly.

General Fan’s father waved his hand, and the people behind him surrounded the trio.

People who have been suppressed for long, once in power, always flaunt it before former rivals.

He had to see the opponent in distress and defeat to feel pleasure.

Otherwise, simply killing the opponent left him dissatisfied, for he didn’t witness their discomfort.

This is why so many villains always spew a bunch of nonsense before killing someone.

In his view, it wasn’t nonsense but a necessary step.

After all, dying is easy; living is the hard part.

Even harder is wanting to live but unable to, wanting to die but thwarted.

And General Fan’s father had long been oppressed by the Huo and Jun families, though Jun Mochan was indirectly involved, he was still part of the Huo family.

He’s Huo Yi’s younger brother.

If he tortured him a bit, recorded it on video, then sent it to Huo Yi, who knows what Huo Yi’s reaction would be.

Just then, his phone beeped, and General Fan’s father picked it up to look. Upon seeing the contents, his face turned from red to green, then from green to black.

Finally, in fury, he slammed the phone hard.

Jun Mochan and the others exchanged glances, all curious about what was sent to provoke such a rage.

General Fan’s father looked sinisterly at the trio, "Good, very good, you have quite the wife."

It seemed to be Ye Ranran’s doing, but what exactly did she do to enrage this cunning old fox so much?

"General Fan, are you preparing for rebellion?" Chu Ji asked.

"Did you just figure that out?" General Fan’s father spread his hands, "Isn’t it obvious?"

"Rebellion is punishable by execution. Has General Fan considered that?" Zhou Xian said calmly.

"Execution? After becoming the nation’s ruler, who dares to execute me?" General Fan’s father said, full of ambition.

"Ruler? You? Do you think everyone else is dead?" Zhou Xian looked him up and down, full of disdain.

"You’ll be assassinated, and I arrived late, only in time to collect your bodies. Huo Yi is gone, I take your seals, issue an appointment document, and I still hold military power. Who dares question me?"

Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun—this is an eternal truth.