Feng Jun: "..."
"So, don't expect me to help you anymore, it's impossible, understand? Turn yourself in, this is your last chance I'm giving you."
After speaking, Feng Lie suddenly pulled out another black handgun from his waist and pointed it directly at the man in front of him.
Feng Jun: "..."
Feng Jun laughed maniacally, probably not expecting his own son to turn against him.
Under the heavens, anyone could turn against him.
Except his own son could not.
Feng Jun looked up and laughed loudly, to the point where tears were nearly flung from his eyes.
"Xiao Lie, Dad is giving you one last chance, will you help these three outsiders, or will you help me, your biological father."
"Sorry, I am the enforcer, you're the bandit, we are paths not to be aligned, so, Feng Jun, turn yourself in."
Feng Jun: "..."
The dark muzzle directly aimed at his forehead, and the man holding the gun was his own son.
There was truly nothing more ironic than this.
