"I bet your gun isn't loaded!"
Fang Cheng's remark left everyone unsure whether to relax or laugh in the tense atmosphere.
They had all heard the gunshot earlier. Everyone knew perfectly well whether those guns were loaded.
Tang Lin gave him a swat, telling him not to spout nonsense. "Once they put a hole in your head, you'll know whether there are bullets in it."
[Still, one of those guns really is empty. They're short on ammunition, so they deliberately brought it out to make up the numbers.]
Well, well, there really was an empty gun. Who had it? Come out and fight one-on-one if you dared.
"We've already come out. Why would we go back? Why don't you put down your weapons, and we can all leave together?"
At the sound of Tang Lin's voice, the doctors raised their guns a little higher. He was the one who had hurled all those vicious insults. If he tried anything, they would shoot him full of holes.
The director and his people insisted on going their own way, and wanted to drag everyone down with them. "It's hard to survive in the outside world. Why not stay here, enjoy your retirement, and watch the birds?"
They could make more money here. If they left, forget making money-they might be arrested within minutes and end up behind bars.
Anyone who left would be an idiot.
The director's words rubbed plenty of people the wrong way.
Did these people not know who they were? Did they not know every one of them came from wealth and status?
Tang Xiao stepped forward. "I come from a wealthy family. I have my own company, with assets worth over a hundred million."
Although he had promised to give the company to his younger sister, he was