nycdaug Chapter 1008 I really don’t like people pointing guns at me
Chapter 1008 I really don’t like people pointing guns at me
The man who was about to approach stopped immediately when he heard this, and there was a hint of suspicion in his exposed eyes.
"Mr. Lu, you're not playing any tricks, are you? What if I release Mr. Gao and there's nothing in the briefcase?"
He spoke very cautiously, but after hearing his words, Lu Feng burst into laughter, his voice full of sarcasm.
"Hahaha, do you want to listen to what you're saying? Would I, a chairman who holds 100% of the company, trade my life for the life of a CEO?"
"It's true that the profits that nerve repair drugs can bring are unimaginable, but they are ultimately external. If I die, even if nerve repair drugs make a hundred trillion, what does it have to do with me?"
"I originally thought you were a big shot because you were so careful with your plans, but now it seems you're just an average guy."
The masked man was so angry at Lu Feng's ridicule that he trembled all over. Two streams of hot air blew out of his nostrils, and his face under the mask turned red. The hand holding the gun also trembled slightly, obviously trying hard to suppress his anger.
But what Lu Feng said did make sense. No boss would give up his life to save his employees, especially a big shot like Lu Feng.
Nor will they give up their bright future and time for an insignificant little person.
"Humph!"
The masked man snorted coldly, turned to Gao Xiaofeng and said gruffly, "You have a good boss, let's go!"
Gao Xiaofeng looked up suddenly, his eyes filled with disbelief. He then staggered to his feet and shook his head firmly: "No, Mr. Lu, I won't leave you alone!"
"I want to stand with you!"
Looking at Gao Xiaofeng's stubborn expression, a warm feeling flashed through Lu Feng's heart.
This new subordinate is indeed worthy of his personal rescue.
But the situation is critical now, and he must ensure Gao Xiaofeng leaves safely first.
After all, Gao Xiaofeng's presence here will only affect his output and may also expose his nano armor.
Knowing the importance of nano armor, he will not allow any mistakes to occur.
"Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly!"
Lu Feng's tone was stern, but his eyes were filled with unquestionable determination, "Don't delay my work here."
Gao Xiaofeng wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Lu Feng's sharp look.
The deep meaning implied in that look made his heart tremble.
Lu Feng raised his hand and pointed directly at the door, his voice low and powerful: "Go!"
Gao Xiaofeng gritted his teeth, thinking of that meaningful look just now. Although he didn't understand what Lu Feng was sure of, he could only choose to believe it.
He took a deep breath, took a last deep look at Lu Feng, turned around and pushed the door open to leave.
As the door slammed shut, only Lu Feng and the kidnappers were left in the warehouse, and the atmosphere suddenly became more tense.
When Gao Xiaofeng's footsteps completely disappeared at the end of the corridor, the masked man turned to Lu Feng impatiently, his eyes fixed on the briefcase in his hand: "Now, can you show me what's in it?"
Faced with the urging, Lu Feng was not in a hurry at all. Instead, he sat down leisurely on the sofa with his long legs crossed.
He studied the masked man with interest. "Before we begin the transaction, I'm curious... who are you? How could you come up with such a... dangerous plan?"
Hearing this, the masked man chuckled disdainfully: "Risks and benefits are directly proportional. Mr. Lu should understand this principle better than me."
He walked in front of Lu Feng, his tone full of pride, "Nerve repair medicine is such an epoch-making product. Even if we offer 50 billion or 100 billion, Mr. Lu won't sell it, right? But now..."
"Now you've got it without any effort." Lu Feng took over the conversation, clapping softly with an appreciative smile on his face. "Excellent, indeed."
The masked man was a little uneasy about Lu Feng's attitude. He knew that there were tens of thousands of police officers outside searching for them. Staying here for one more second would increase the danger.
He waved his hand irritably. "Stop talking nonsense! Hand over the briefcase!"
However, Lu Feng suddenly raised his index finger to his lips and made a gesture of silence.
The masked man and his two men looked at each other, completely confused about the meaning of this action.
In this strange silence, Lu Feng curled up the corners of his mouth into a mysterious smile: "Shh...listen."
The masked man subconsciously pricked up his ears, but heard nothing.
Then, a trace of violence flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly pressed the gun against Lu Feng's temple: "Stop playing tricks! Hand over the briefcase!"
The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against his skin, but Lu Feng didn't even blink.
He slowly raised his hand, and gently moved the gun barrel with his slender fingers. His movement was as graceful as if he was brushing dust off his sleeve.
"I really don't like it..." Lu Feng's voice suddenly dropped to freezing point, and the temperature of the entire warehouse seemed to drop with it, "Someone pointed a gun at me."
The moment these words were spoken, a suffocating feeling of oppression erupted from Lu Feng.
The masked man's hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and the two men behind him turned pale and unconsciously took half a step back.
But driven by the huge profits, the masked man suppressed the fear that surged in his heart, swallowed his saliva, and shouted to his men in a timid tone: "Go... go and get the briefcase!"
"then."
Lu Feng sneered and threw the briefcase to one of the kidnappers.
Just as the other party was scrambling to catch it, he said slowly, "I suggest that before you open it, you first ask the two brothers on guard outside the door... to see if they're still there."
Hearing this, the masked man's heart trembled violently, and his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
But he pretended to be calm and shouted, "You...stop talking nonsense!" But his trembling voice betrayed his inner panic.
"Don't believe it?" Lu Feng sneered, "You can try."
Seeing Lu Feng's serious expression, the masked man suppressed his uneasiness and shouted outside the door.
Only his voice echoed in the empty room until it faded away completely and there was no response.
"This is impossible!!!"
Unconvinced, he raised his voice and shouted twice more, and this time, his voice was clearly trembling.
Deathly silence.
Just like the last call, there was no response, as if there was no one outside.
The masked man was completely panicked now, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. "Quick! Tie him up and hold him hostage!"
Upon hearing the order, the two men immediately drew their pistols and approached Lu Feng with ferocious looks.
Just when they were less than two meters away from Lu Feng, something strange happened—