Chapter 353: Rear-end 2

Gu Yu suddenly looked back nervously and looked at Song Wushou. "Are you okay?"
Song Wu worry shook his head. "I am fine."
But Ban’s family in her arms was scared and shouted.
Gu Yu’s gun in his hand was thrown to Song Worry. He untied his seat belt and got ready to get off the bus. The other hand took a small drawer and took out a gun. He said,
Don’t go out, if anything, Shoot at the other's head."
"Sister, I am so scared, I am so scared." Ban Jianing shivered.
"Not afraid, my brother-in-law is very powerful. There is a brother-in-law. I don’t have to worry about Jianing. It’s just that the car is out of order, it’s okay.
Song Wuyou appeased Ban Jianing.
Ban Jianing was emotionally stable, and she took the class to get off.
The driver of the dump truck pushed the door open and climbed out from it.
In front of the front of the car, Gu Ruru is like a god, standing there straight.
His arms were lifted, his muzzles, and the driver was black out of the climb.
The driver is a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body.
Clumsy climbed out from inside and saw Gu Yu holding a gun at him, he glanced.
He looked at Gu Yu with a sly look, Gu Yan's body exudes a cold breath, his eyes are cold and cold, with chill.
He hooked his lips toward the driver, revealing a dangerous sneer.
"Who sent you?" His voice was frosty, like a ghost in hell.
Situ's face is arrogant.
The situation here quickly caused congestion and the vehicles at both ends could not pass.
Someone also reported the police, and some people simply got off the bus to see the excitement.
As soon as Gu Gu took the gun to the driver, everyone did not dare to make a noise, fearing that the man’s gun was on fire and shot himself.
"Who are you?" The driver was not afraid to die close to Gu Yu, the face full of sores, showing a trace of anger.
"Installing crazy and selling silly?" Gu Yu snorted, the gun was aimed at the driver's left knee is a shot.
He is a silencer, and the bullets are fired and will not make a sound.
The crowd did not hear the sound of the gun, but they heard a terrible cry from the man, and then the driver fell to the ground.
He was holding his aching knee, yelling and pointing at Gu Yu.
The words that came out were quite ugly and unbearable.
Gu Yu came forward and kneeled in front of the driver, muzzle, and stood in front of the driver's forehead.
"Who made you hit me?" Feng Yu was cold without a trace of temperature, only dangerous murder.
"I don't know." The driver looked at the muzzle in front of his forehead with timidity. The voice was a little trembling. "Don't shoot, you can't shoot."
His legs hurt his face, and if he shot at his forehead, he would die.
When Situ opened, the thick wine came to the surface.
Gu Emei, Shuguang Sen cold, he looked at the driver sharply, with a hint of exploration, drunk driving?
The first time he chased the tail, he no longer made mistakes. He might smell the alcohol on his body. Gu Yu would believe that he was driving after drinking.
Hit his car and continue to step on the gas pedal, which shows that this is a deliberate collision.
"Don't know?" Gu Yu hooked his lips, laughing more terrible than killing Shura. "Do you think, I will believe?"
"I was drunk, I didn't even know that I had hit someone." The driver tried his best to fight for a chance to survive.
"You really didn't hit someone, you hit my car."
"..."
"Do you know how much my car is?"
"How many?"
"I am afraid that your family's life can't afford it!"