Chapter 1285 He Is Still a Brat

The young master of the Zhuo family walked up to Lu Yu, and without waiting for him to speak, raised the walkie-talkie in his hand to his mouth, and asked in a proud tone: "I have eighteen AK47s, thirty 79-style grenades, thousands of Fire the rifle bullets."

Speaking of this, he raised his volume slightly, and approached Lu Yu with a smile: "Why, these weapons are enough to equip a reinforced platoon?"

The walkie-talkie was connected to the external loudspeaker. When he shouted, the sound was immediately synchronized to every corner of the factory, and the eardrums of everyone present were trembling.

Lu Yu raised his eyebrows, his face was expressionless, and he looked at him stupidly.

Originally, I thought that I was pretending to be a coward, and I would immediately frighten the kid in front of me, but in the end, he didn't join me at all.

Zhuo Shao's face was a little uneasy, with a displeased expression, holding the walkie-talkie with his left hand, and pulling out a pistol from his waist with his right hand in a cool move, without saying a word, he pressed it on Lu Yu's forehead, with arrogance to the limitless arrogance.

"See? I'm using an m1911 on your head now. Excuse me, what can you do for me?"

Young Master Zhuo sneered: "As far as the current situation in Burantia is concerned, do you know how precious fuel is? Why should I give it to you?"

"Don't talk about fellow countrymen with me. In these years abroad, are there still few things about fellow villagers cheating fellow villagers? I have seen a lot of them!"

Because of the effect of the loudspeaker, Young Master Zhuo's voice was extremely loud, and everyone in the off-road vehicle could hear him clearly.

Especially Boss Qian, who obviously felt that these words were aimed at him, was extremely embarrassed for a moment, and his face became hot.

Stretching out his little finger, Lu Yu casually picked out his ears that were buzzing from the loudspeaker, the corner of his mouth raised a curve, his eyes were extremely disgusted: "Brain is a very good thing, but it's a pity you don't have one."

"What?"

First Young Master Zhuo was taken aback, his face turned slightly blue.

I wasted so much saliva with you, you call me brainless?

Is this a begging attitude?

Lu Yu shook his head slowly: "The gun is a good gun, but it's a pity that I meet people who are not nice."

After finishing speaking, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly stretched out his big hand at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and grabbed the gun in Master Zhuo's hand.

"You... what are you doing?"

Zhuo Shao was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to draw the gun back.

Although he is a little expert at pretending, but if you really want him to shoot and kill people, he, the king of talking, doesn't have the guts.

However, no matter how fast he reacted, he couldn't compare to Lu Yu, and before he even opened his mouth to curse, Lu Yu's hands fluttered in front of his eyes like butterflies wearing flowers.

Kaka Kaka...

A series of metal friction sounds, the powerful m1911 pistol was disassembled into a pile of parts in a daze.

Young Master Zhuo was stunned, and then his eyes brightened instantly!

"Fuck, you're an expert! How did you do it?"

Lu Yu ignored him, the corners of his mouth raised, and he skillfully restored a pair of scattered parts.

In less than ten seconds, the violently dismantled pistol returned to its original state and was reassembled into a complete pistol.

From disassembly to assembly, the superb technical means of this operation are breathtaking.

Young Master Zhuo's eyes were blurred, and his face was full of excitement: "Wow, buddy! You are so awesome, how did you do it? Can you teach me..."

Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, Lu Yu turned his backhand and aimed the gun at his head.

Forehead!

Young Master Zhuo's voice stopped abruptly, and he broke out in a cold sweat instantly, his pupils dilated slightly.

Seeing this, the surrounding blacks who acted as factory security raised their guns one after another.

The atmosphere is tense!

"Don't...don't shoot, don't hurt the young master!"

Next to him, a man wearing glasses who seemed to be a secretary came forward to stop him with sweat on his face.

Master Zhuo and Lu Yu stood facing each other, less than half a meter apart.

At such a short distance, especially a powerful firearm like the AK47, once the gun is misfired, accidental injury will definitely occur.

It really hurt Young Master Zhuo, not only him, everyone here will be unlucky, the workers hesitated for a while.

Young master Zhuo, who was spoiled and raised since childhood, puts face more important than life, especially in front of so many people, even if he is pointed at with a gun, he can't lose his momentum.

Although he was terrified to death in his heart, he still mustered up the courage and yelled: "Dude, it's just a little fuel supply, do you need to play so big?"

I thought this brat would be overwhelmed by fright, but I didn't expect that he would have a fearless side in the face of danger, which made Lu Yugao take a look.

After a pause, a smile appeared on Lu Yu's mouth, like a spring breeze.

"No, really no need."

Young Master Zhuo just breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could speak again, Lu Yu's expression changed, and without warning, he pulled the trigger on his head.

Click!

There was a crisp sound, there was no bullet, and the firing pin emptied.

"Ouch... what the hell!"

Young Master Zhuo was sweating coldly, almost peeing in fear, his mind was blank at the moment, and he didn't know where he was.

There was a burst of uncontrollable heat gushing out from under the crotch, but luckily he held back at the critical moment, otherwise it would be really embarrassing to be in front of so many people.

But even if he didn't urinate, he was really not much better, his limbs were weak, and his bones were frightened.

As Lu Yu pulled the trigger, there was only a crisp impact sound, and there was no dull gunshot.

"Let the young master go!"

"Dude, don't shoot!"

"If you have something to say, it can be discussed..."

The heartbeats of the surrounding people stopped suddenly, and they almost had a myocardial infarction from being frightened, and they all blurted out exclamations.

Young Master Zhuo's face was pale, and he was stunned. His whole body seemed to be stuck in place like a clay sculpture or wooden plastic stick.

Goo!

After regaining his senses, he spat hard and found that he was still alive and hadn't been shot through his head.

turn out to be……

It was a false alarm!

Young Master Zhuo was drenched in cold sweat as if he had been fished out of the water. He stared blankly at Lu Yu with a smile on his face.

At this moment, in Lu Yu's outstretched left palm, there were more than a dozen orange bullets lying quietly.

The bullet in the m1911 was taken out by Lu Yu at some point, and it was empty!

Master Zhuo's pupils suddenly enlarged!

How... how could this happen?

He had clearly seen just now that Lu Yu had already filled the bullet, why wasn't it there?

Staring blankly at the bullet in Lu Yu's palm, Master Zhuo's breathing gradually became short of breath, a drop of sweat slid down his cheek to his chin, and dripped onto the ground under his feet.

This is really coming back from wandering around the gate of hell...

Lu Yu lost interest, curled his lips, and threw the gun back into Young Master Zhuo's hand.

Young Master Zhuo suddenly woke up, grabbed the gun in a hurry, raised his head, and looked at Lu Yu in bewilderment: "You..."

Lu Yu shrugged his shoulders and said with a sneer, "Don't worry, I really want to kill you. I have a hundred chances just now! Although your brain is not good, you are not so stupid, right?"

Master Zhuo's mouth twitched fiercely.

Listen to this, why are you so awkward?