"Put down the gun." Ethan Zhou said word by word, charging|pointing the gun at Feng Wentai.
Lu Hui was bleeding profusely and rolling on the ground in pain. The other three special forces locked their heavy machine guns on the Feng family bodyguards, with the safety bolts open and their index fingers on the triggers.
"I'll count to three, put down your guns, and no one will die." Ethan Zhou's eyes wandered from the bodyguards' faces one by one, and he said slowly: "But whoever shoots first, you will all die. I guarantee that you will die no better than a pile of meat paste."
"one..."
"two..."
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