Just when Jun Zhiyuan was about to count to three, the green-haired gangster spoke timidly: "Young master, you got around me, I said, I will say anything."

So that green-haired little gangster told in detail how he found Yan Mixin, how he kidnapped Yan Mixin, and how he raped Mixin Feng in the unfinished building.

The little bastard didn't mention a single plot point, and Jun Zhiyuan's eyes became darker, but Jun Zhiyuan's expression remained unchanged. From then on, he puffed out his cigar gracefully,

Smoke rings were created one by one by Jun Zhiyuan. No one knew what Jun Zhiyuan was feeling at this time. In fact, Jun Zhiyuan could no longer listen to it.

He was inexplicably worried and angry. When he heard how that person treated Yan Mixin, Jun Zhiyuan wanted to go up and kill that person with a knife.

Jun Zhiyuan didn't, because the fun was yet to come. When Jun Zhiyuan heard that Yan Mixin had been rescued, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

As for Jun Zhiyuan's men present, when they heard that their young lady was treated like this, they were all filled with indignation and wished they could go up and kill the common bastard.

It's a pity that Jun Zhiyuan didn't give the order, and they didn't dare to act rashly. They couldn't bear the consequences of offending their young master.

After the green-haired little bastard finished speaking, he looked at Jun Zhiyuan in horror, because he knew that Jun Zhiyuan was the biggest here, and whether he should let him go or not was just a word from him.

Seeing that Lu Mao stopped talking, Jun Zhiyuan said slowly and calmly: "It's over?"

"Well, young master, please spare me, spare me, I'll tell you everything, I'll tell you every word."

At this time, Jun Zhiyuan had just finished smoking a cigar and extinguished the cigarette butt. As soon as Jun Zhiyuan raised his hand, the subordinate next to him handed his cigar to Jun Zhiyuan's hand.

At this moment, everyone was silent, waiting for Jun Zhiyuan's order. When the other gangsters saw Jun Zhiyuan taking out a gun, their bodies trembled even more.

He kowtowed to Jun Zhiyuan vigorously: "Please, please, please let us go, let us go. We won't dare to do it next time, we really won't."

Jun Zhiyuan played with the silver pistol in his hand flexibly. This was a Beretta that had just arrived from the UK. It shoots quickly, is easy to conceal, and has a low sound.
Chapter completed!