The room was silent, only the occasional sobbing of the young couple coming from the kitchen.
The thugs dared not move, their fear of Wu Chengzu was genuine, like some children are instinctively afraid of teachers, they were simply afraid of Wu Chengzu.
Wu Chengzu took out all the pistols and placed them on the coffee table, addressing the group, "Take them."
What?
Everyone widened their eyes, uncertain of what Wu Chengzu had just said.
"Don't make me say it a second time!" Wu Chengzu's eyes, sharp as an eagle's, glanced at everyone there.
It was only at this moment that the thugs were certain Wu Chengzu was being serious.
Several people shakily picked up the pistols, holding them as if they were hot potatoes, their hands trembling.
Wu Chengzu looked at them, his eyes full of disdain, "Now the guns are in your hands. You can take my life any time. I no longer have any weapon to threaten your lives. So, I'm giving you one more chance, will you stay or leave?"
