My Waste Husband novel Chapter 200

It was a hot summer, and there was a fire burning on top of the building. However, when Chan heard Henry's voice, he shivered for no reason!

Chan held the gun and pushed hard against the back of Henry's head, which gave him the courage to say, "Henry, are you threatening me?"

"I'll give you a chance. I'll count to three. If you don't put it away, don't blame me." Henry's tone was flat and his whole body relaxed. Those familiar with Henry knew that the calmer he was, the closer he was to the edge of anger. Once his anger was ignited, no one dared to face him directly.

Henry gently raised his eyes and said without looking back, "One..."

"Three!" Before Henry could finish, Chan gritted his teeth and spat out. "What, Henry? I won't take back my gun. What can you do to me?"

"Ha." Henry smiled faintly. "You will know soon!"

The moment Henry finished speaking, he suddenly turned around. Chan, who was standing behind Henry, felt a pain in his wrist. Then, the gun that he had been holding in his hand, was already in Henry's hand!

Chan's first reaction was that it was impossible!

Too fast! Even the elites in the team couldn't take the gun from his hands so easily. How did he do it?

Henry grabbed the gun, load it, and then pointed the gun at Chan's head. This set of movements was done in one smooth motion.

Chan finally realized what was going on, he was facing the pitch-black gun barrel, which was emanating an icy aura.

Henry put his finger on the trigger. He only needed to gently press the distance of less than half a centimetre, and he could kill Chan.

At the moment when Henry took the gun, those fully armed people, who were together with Chan, aimed at Henry Zhang immediately.

There were more than ten guns that could shoot their targets into sieves at any time.

"What are you doing? Put the gun down! Hold your head and squat down!" A stern voice sounded, warning Henry.

Chan licked his lips and smiled at Henry. "Well, Mr. Zhang, I didn't expect you to have such a skill. And then? Do you want to kill me?"

Chan's eyes were full of disdain.

Henry's eyes were dull. He was aimed by the dozen guns, but he didn't care at all.

"Put the gun down! Do you hear me? Put the gun down, put your head down, and squat beside me!" A harsh voice sounded again from the side.

"Henry, shoot! Do you dare! Shoot me! I beg you!" Chan's face was full of playfulness, and he obviously did not take Henry seriously.

Henry smiled slightly. "Okay."

When Henry said "okay" , Chan's eyes, which had been disdainful, suddenly froze.

He saw that those comrades who surrounded Henry with guns all had a red dot on their forehead.

Chan had been in the army for so many years, so he knew too well what those red dots represented.

At the same time, those who pointed at Henry with guns also found the red dot on the other's forehead, and their expressions instantly became serious.

Henry looked at Chan with a smile at the corner of his mouth. "Tell me, do you want me to beat you to death?"

At this moment, Henry's smile was so terrible in Chan's eyes.

Chan swallowed hard.

"Tell me, do you want me to beat you to death?" Henry asked again.