Return of the King, Dominating the City
Chapter 99 - 99 98 If You're a Man Shoot the Gun

99: Chapter 98: If You’re a Man, Shoot the Gun 99: Chapter 98: If You’re a Man, Shoot the Gun “I’m definitely going to kill you, definitely,” the young man yelled coldly, his eyes icy.

“How can a bug like you resist me?

I’m going to play you to death, find homosexuals in jail to screw you a thousand times over.”

“Damn, I’m not into that bisexual stuff.

Since you’re up for playing, how about I have a go at you?” Song Yun spoke harshly.

This kid is seriously messed up in the head, always talking about killing people, and even wanting to screw around?

If it weren’t for Li Shishi knowing this family, Song Yun would’ve cursed out loud, are your mom’s and dad’s asses fun to play with?

Song Yun, repulsed by this ass-obsessed maniac, kicked him away and said, “Save your breath.

Don’t come over and provoke me for no reason, or I might end up doing something I shouldn’t.”

The young man crawled twice on the ground without getting up.

On his third attempt, he suddenly pulled open Wang Dong’s desk drawer, took out a revolver, and laughed crazily.

“You wanted to do something bad, right?

Come on, do it.

If you touch me again, I’ll shoot you dead.” He was somewhat apprehensive about Song Yun deep down.

After all, the guy in front of him was very tough.

If he hadn’t found a gun at just the right time, he might’ve been feigning death on the floor already.

“Oh?

Little guy knows how to handle a gun?

Go ahead and fire one.

Aim right here,” Song Yun pointed to his left ventricle and said, “A direct hit and not even a god could save me.”

“Don’t push me, I’ll really shoot, I’ll really do it,” the young man screamed crazily.

“I have privileges and nobody would find out if I killed you in my house, haha, you must be trying to act cool.

Yeah, it’s definitely that.

There’s no one in this world who isn’t afraid of dying.

Now get down on your knees and apologize to me.”

“Idiot,” Song Yun cursed inwardly.

Is this kid’s brain even fully functioning?

Threatening me with an uncocked revolver?

Song Yun took a step forward, the young man stepped back.

Song Yun advanced again, and the young man retreated again until Song Yun cornered him and said, “You moron, that’s not how you use a gun.

Let me show you how to do it and then aim at me.”

Song Yun taught the young man step by step how to use the gun, then said, “Now you can threaten me with it, but be careful with that type of revolver, it’s prone to misfirings, and you could hurt yourself.”

The young man was now utterly humiliated.

He thought he was about to make Song Yun cry and apologize, but instead, the guy was encouraging him to shoot.

And this bastard had even taught him how to use the gun properly, cornering him physically and metaphorically.

What was this?

Was this guy mistaken about the script?

All the young man’s anticipations were proven wrong.

“This is your fault, I…

I…

I’m going to shoot,” the young man said, trembling and holding the revolver with both hands.

“Go ahead, shoot.

The gun’s in your hands; you decide what to do.

I’m just saying, if you really want to kill me, do it quickly before I fight back,” Song Yun shrugged nonchalantly.

“Gulp,” the young man swallowed hard, not sure what to do.

If he fired, even though it was his own house, what if someone blabbed and he ended up in jail?

If he didn’t shoot, he’d lose face in front of Song Yun.

Should he shoot or not?

A devil whispered in his ear, telling him to shoot and restore his dignity, while an angel urged him not to, saying shooting would drag him into an abyss, and he was too young to be in jail – there were still so many pleasures he hadn’t tasted yet.

But before the angel could finish, the devil shot it dead nonchalantly, claiming it was as simple as pulling a trigger.

Now controlled by his inner devil, the young man took aim with somewhat shaky hands but with determination in his eyes.

Song Yun was slightly taken aback by the show of bravery; the kid seemed to be overcoming his nervousness and might actually shoot.

Just then, the door burst open, and Wang Dong entered, stunned to see his son aiming a gun at Song Yun.

Wang Dong frowned, thinking it was a huge misunderstanding, but he was shocked to see the gun’s safety was off.

He had never taught his son how to use a firearm; where had he learned it?

Did he really think his family had supernatural powers?.CheckBoxAnd downstairs, Li Shishi was sitting, oblivious to the chaos above which would drive her insane if she knew.

Mr.

Li had felt Song Yun’s influence at the police station and knew how highly Mr.

Li regarded him.

Today’s incident wouldn’t please Mr.

Li either.

“Put the gun down, beast!” Wang Dong yelled, his face grim.

“No, it’s all this bastard’s fault.

He took Shishi from me, and he even dared to hit me.

I must kill him today,” the young man said ferociously.

“I must kill him.”

Seeing this, Song Yun realized the kid was stuck in a mental loop, unable to move past wanting him dead.

“Bang!”

The young man fired, the bullet flying towards Song Yun.

Time seemed to freeze as Wang Dong stood stunned, afraid to believe that the brat had pulled the trigger.

Song Yun remained seated, unfazed.

But as Wang Dong thought the bullet had hit Song Yun, Song Yun stood up, touched his cheek which had been grazed by the bullet, revealing that the kid had finally fired, albeit with poor aim.

“You beast,” Wang Dong slapped the young man to the floor, then turned urgently to Song Yun.

“Are you all right, Nephew Song?”

“I’m fine, but your son will soon be in deep trouble,” Song Yun said coldly.