In front of the ward, the man threatened Hua Jinyan, "Give me that stunt double. I don't need the real Little Taotie, just a fake one. Exchange him with this child!"
The gun muzzle was pressed against Hua Jinyan's temple, and the man said sinisterly, "If you don't agree, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"If you shoot, you won't get away."
Cheng Guodong stood there unharmed.
The man was surprised, "You're okay?"
Cheng Guodong replied indifferently, "You can't hurt me."
The man quickly thought of a reason, sneering, "No wonder you look so sturdy. You must be wearing a bulletproof vest inside, right?"
"No, I'm naturally strong!" Cheng Guodong insisted it was the result of his fitness.
"I don't believe a bullet to the head would leave him unharmed like you!"
"Perhaps it would." Hua Jinyan suddenly spoke up.
"Kid, you better behave! Or don't blame me!" The man pressed the gun tighter against Hua Jinyan's temple.
