Top Master

He had never thought that this old bastard Su Deliang would actually send someone to spy on him.    

If it wasn't for this, Su Deliang wouldn't have known that he had regained his memories.    

However, he didn't think that Su Deliang had discovered that he was pretending to be Xu Chengloong. Otherwise, he would have been killed a long time ago.    

After thinking about everything in his mind, Zhao Quan's face remained calm and composed.    

"There's no plot, and I haven't recovered all my memories. I don't know why I was injured."    

What Su Deliang wanted to know, Zhao Quan had no idea.    

Looking at this familiar and unfamiliar son-in-law in front of him, Su Deliang fell into silence once again.    

He seemed to be very good at using silence to match his surroundings to create a solemn atmosphere, and then suppress the person who was being questioned.    

However, to Zhao Quan, who had experienced so many storms and waves, this kind of small trick was completely useless.    

After staring at him for about five minutes, Su Deliang spoke again, "You are very dishonest."    

Zhao Quan shook his head. "I am very honest. The Buddha is above me. The Buddha is above me. The Buddha is above me. The Buddha is above me. The Buddha is above me. The Buddha is above me. The Buddha is above me. The Buddha is above me. I am not ashamed of my heart."    

Zhao Quan spoke very sincerely, but Su Deliang still didn't believe him.    

He took out the revolver from under the mahogany table. It proved this point very well.    

He raised his hand and poured out six bullets, reloaded one, spun it several times, and closed it in an instant.    

In the next moment, the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the center of Zhao Quan's forehead.    

"You have at most six chances to speak the truth. Buddha has mercy on you. I hope you can cherish it."    

The Golden Buddha was behind him, and Su Deliang was in front of him with the spear. The benevolence in his words seemed a little ridiculous.    

Looking at the black metal spear, Zhao Quan turned to Su Deliang who was holding the spear.    

"What I said just now was the truth."    

Before Zhao Quan could finish his sentence, a crisp sound was heard in the temple hall.    

Su Deliang didn't even blink. He pulled the trigger for the first time.    

Then he said calmly, "You have at most five chances to tell the truth."    

This old man was a bit fierce. He would shoot at any moment.    

Zhao Quan pointed the gun at his head and said again, "I really can't remember. Even if you use a gun to force me, I can't remember..."    

Another crisp sound rang out. This time, Zhao Quan didn't even have the chance to finish his words.    

Su Deliang's emotions were as calm as an ancient well. "You have at most four more chances to speak the truth."    

Zhao Quan did not want to tell the truth. Even if Su Deliang forced him to use the spear, he did not want to tell the truth.    

If he told the truth, people would die. If he did not tell the truth, there was still a chance!    

Therefore, Zhao Quan's face was full of anxiety, "Old Master, if you think I'm plotting something, you can chase me away, but you can't force me. If I really remember something else, I have no reason to hide it from you. I really lost my memory during those two years."    

"There is a diagnosis certificate at the hospital. Su Ling can also testify to this matter. How can I have ulterior motives?!"    

This time, Su Deliang gave Zhao Quan a chance to finish his words. However, after that, two crisp sounds rang out.    

He said too much nonsense, so he was rewarded with two shots?!    

Su Deliang did not give an explanation. He just said with an expressionless face, "You have at most two more chances to tell the truth."    

Zhao Quan showed a state of complete panic, "Old Master, you can't be unreasonable. I..."    

Another gunshot rang out, followed by Su Deliang's words.    

"You only have one chance to tell the truth. Buddha is merciful, but those who never cross the line and abandon the line, take care of yourself."    

The gun was real, and the bullet was real as well. As a gun expert, these two elements could not be hidden from Zhao Quan at all.    

Therefore, the cold sweat on his forehead was also real. He either told the truth or told the truth.    

Su Deliang, who dared to shoot in front of Buddha, didn't seem to have a third way out for him.    

Zhao Quan took a deep breath. He did not want to just sit there and wait for death.    

So he changed his words. "Alright. I'll tell you the truth."    

It seemed like Zhao Quan could not stand the threat of the last shot and was ready to compromise.    

But the moment he finished speaking, he suddenly attacked, using his fastest speed to shoot down the revolver in Su De's hand.    

It had to be said that his attack speed was very fast, and the opportunity he had chosen was also very appropriate.    

However, Su Deliang pulled the trigger even faster. Obviously, he had been staring at Zhao Quan's body for a long time, and would shoot if he made even the slightest movement.    

Just as Zhao Quan was about to touch Su Deliang's arm, there was a bang.    

The sixth shot rang out. The sound was not heavy, but it sounded as if it had hit Zhao Quan's heart, causing him to break out in cold sweat.    

Unexpectedly, the bullet did not come out of the barrel, and he did not die.    

The action of snatching the gun stopped. Su Deliang also put the revolver back under the mahogany table.    

He tidied up his clothes and put his palms together in front of the Buddha. Then he said to Zhao Quan, "It's a stinky bullet. You're lucky. It looks like Buddha is protecting you. Then I'll choose to believe you this time. You can leave now. "    

Zhao Quan, who had been chased out of the hall, couldn't tell whether Su Deliang was a Buddha or a devil. Or perhaps he could switch sides at will.    

However, there was one thing he was certain of. Su Deliang was very fierce, like a crocodile hiding in a mud pond.    

At first glance, he looked like rotten wood, but when it really touched him, he might not even know how he lost his life.    

Could it be that after years of being immersed in the business world, he was able to cultivate such a fierce aura?    

While thinking along the way, Zhao Quan passed through the corridor and prepared to return to the hall to meet Su Ling.    

However, on the way, a maid walked out from the bedroom beside him. It looked like she had just entered the bedroom to pack something.    

Zhao Quan casually swept his gaze across the bedroom. There was a suit shirt, tie, and an ash tray. It was a man's room.    

But what was strange was that there was a strong smell of perfume coming from the room.    

And the maid who came out of the room wore a mask on her face, as if she was particularly afraid of choking.    

Could it be that there was some special smell in the room that needed to be covered up with strong perfume?    

Thinking of this, Zhao Quan's heart suddenly trembled because he thought of a situation that matched this characteristic.    

If one were to absorb that thing for a long period of time in a sealed space, it would be attached to the wall with the remnants of that thing.    

According to the different types of that thing, the smell of the residual substance would also be different. There would be a rotten smell, and there would be a smell similar to that of a person's breath. They were all different. However, without exception, they were all extremely pungent.    

Therefore, many addicts would spray strong perfume at places where they often drank that gadget to cover up the pungent smell.    

The fourth brother, Su Hua, who did not appear today, was said to have a strong fragrance on his body. Everyone thought that it was because he often looked for women in the night.    

Could it be that he was a drug addict who used perfume to cover up his scent?!    

It was said that drug dealers did not smoke. It seemed like this fourth brother, Su Hua, sold and smoked. He took quite a lot of money.    

The bedroom door was closed. Zhao Quan pretended that nothing had happened and walked away.    

In the hall, Su Rong and Su Ling were chatting.    

Su Ling was talking about Zhao Quan's change. She had a smile on her face and looked very happy.    

Su Rong took his sister's expression into his eyes and said with a smile, "Su Ling, it's good that you like it."    

Su Ling hummed.    

But then Su Rong repeated, "It's good that you like it."    

Su Ling then realized that she had misunderstood.