"Uncle Song..."
Liu Zheng's tone was chilling to the extreme, "I've told you not to anger me, or else, I won't let you go!"
Mr. Song's pupils suddenly constricted, and he pointed at him tremblingly, "What, what are you going to do?"
"Heh..." Liu Zheng let out a low laugh, his smile bloodthirsty to the extreme, "What do you think? You all deserve to die, all of you!"
As he spoke, he drew the pistol from his waist and aimed it at Mr. Song's chest.
Mr. Song, looking into his icy and evil eyes, was so frightened that he turned pale, his legs grew weak, and he nearly fell to the ground.
"No! Liu Zheng!" Mrs. Song rushed forward and stood in front of Mr. Song, crying out, "You can't harm us, we are your parents-in-law, you can't hurt us! You can't hurt us!"
