ATPnovel Chapter 51: Director Yang, I bet your gun isn't loaded.
Chapter 51: Director Yang, I bet your gun isn't loaded.
The first to rush forward were two young Karami, one on the left and one on the right, trying to restrain Old Mo's hands from behind.
At this moment, Lao Mo was still staring intently at Director Yang. They felt that this guy wouldn't resist, and no one here dared to resist them; this was their confidence.
However, just as they were about to encounter Old Mo, Old Mo suddenly moved.
Old Mo loosened his grip, released the lunchbox, spun around, and threw a punch.
"bump……"
The fist landed precisely on the head of a small karami, who slammed to the ground like a log, his head buzzing, unable to get up at all.
what……
The other little Karami was startled and was about to react when a fist landed on his face.
With a loud bang, he felt as if he had been hit by a train engine, and he fell down very quickly, immediately losing consciousness.
He knocked those two guys down, and the lunchbox just clattered to the ground. This shows how fast he was.
"you……"
The security guard leading the group, who was walking behind, was so frightened by what he saw that his eyes bulged out. He pulled out a stick and tried to subdue Old Mo.
However, just as he took out his stick, he was kicked in the stomach with a loud thud.
The guy was sent flying backwards, crashing into the corridor railing with a loud bang. He didn't utter a sound and immediately fell asleep.
"what……"
At this moment, Dean Zhu finally realized what was happening and turned to run away.
However, before he could take a step, Old Mo grabbed his collar.
Old Mo grabbed him by the collar and pulled him in front of him. Face to face, Old Mo stared at him with a pair of emotionless eyes, exuding a murderous aura that sent chills down one's spine.
Upon seeing those eyes, Dean Zhu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and that his life was over. He trembled all over and almost wet himself.
"Dean Zhu, right? As a nurse, I respect you very much. However, this is a personal grudge between me and Director Yang, a deadly feud."
He ruined my family, I'm not letting him get away with this, I have to kill his whole family. Are you sure you want to get involved?
How could Dean Zhu, who could become a vice dean, be stupid? He immediately realized that he had been used as a pawn.
He hurriedly shook his head frantically, saying, "No, no, no, I won't participate, I won't participate."
"very good."
The murderous aura emanating from Lao Mo vanished instantly. He released him with both hands and even smoothed out the wrinkles on his collar.
"As a nurse, you really shouldn't get involved in this kind of thing. Your responsibility is to save lives, not kill them."
Dean Zhu nodded vigorously in agreement.
In fact, his legs were so weak he could barely walk. The doctors and nurses beside him were in the same state, their legs were also incredibly weak.
"Thanks!"
Old Mo said something indifferently, then turned back to look at Director Yang.
At this moment, Director Yang was truly terrified; his little legs were trembling.
This old man, Mo, actually dared to lay a hand on the security guards; he's incredibly audacious.
It's important to understand that in those days, the security department was a subordinate unit of the police station, similar to the police force. They just had less power, only overseeing the hospital area.
That bastard Lao Mo actually dared to hit them! This is utterly audacious and lawless!
How could Director Yang not panic when faced with such a person?
He gritted his teeth, pulled a Type 54 pistol from his briefcase, and aimed it at Old Mo.
"Old Mo, you've gone completely out of control. You even dared to hit the security guards."
Old Mo was taken aback when he saw that he had a gun. However, he quickly came to his senses.
In those days, it wasn't unusual for a department-level cadre to be armed. Steel mills even had mortars, and even projectionists like Xu Damao could apply for guns.
It's perfectly reasonable for Factory Director Yang to be armed.
Facing the dark muzzle of the gun, Old Mo smiled.
"Oh my, you even have guns! No wonder you're the factory manager. Come on, fire here. Manager Yang, I bet your gun's empty. Haha, hehehehehe..."
Old Mo laughed arrogantly, looking at Factory Director Yang with a mocking expression.
Upon hearing this, Director Yang's face turned green.
How could a department-level cadre like him risk his future and his life against a scoundrel?
Perhaps because their legs were weak, Dean Zhu and the other doctors hadn't left yet!
Would he dare to shoot and kill someone just because of a minor argument? Absolutely not.
The higher-ups gave him a gun, not so he could use it like this, much less point it at the people.
Most importantly, he's a scoundrel who's not afraid of death. With my high status, wouldn't it be foolish to fight him?
At this moment, Director Yang really didn't know what to say.
He thought that as long as he pulled out his gun, the old man would be scared. Unexpectedly, the man came forward and pointed at his own head, letting him shoot.
That guy is a complete lunatic, an absolute lunatic.
"What, you're scared? Hehehehehe..."
Old Mo laughed even more wildly.
"No way, what are you trying to prove in front of me? It's like you're afraid people won't know you have a gun. Let me tell you something."
"A few days ago, Director Wang from the neighborhood committee pointed a gun at me and said she was going to kill me. But I'm still alive and well. However, her son is dead. Haha..."
"Also, when I threatened Director Wang, she reacted exactly the same way you did. She didn't believe my threats either, but in the end, her son died."
"Haha, threatening government officials? I do that all the time, and I'm still alive and well. What, you're not happy about it? Go ahead and shoot me, you idiot. Hahahaha..."
Old Mo became increasingly arrogant as he spoke.
Dean Zhu and the others were dumbfounded. Fortunately, he made the wisest choice and did not provoke this reckless madman.
Qin Huairu and the deaf old lady screamed in their hearts, "Shoot! Shoot! Kill him! Kill him!"
Unfortunately, Director Yang simply didn't dare. He only used that gun to save his life when his life was threatened or when he was being assassinated.
He didn't dare to fire a shot until Old Mo actually killed him.
Old Merkel suddenly felt it was pointless.
"Alright, I'm done playing with you. Since you don't want food, deaf old lady, I'll take it home and eat it myself. Goodbye, and I wish you a speedy recovery."
After saying that, Lao Mo bent down to pick up the lunchbox. Since the lunchbox was covered by a mesh bag, not much food spilled out.
Old Mo took the net and turned to leave.
As he passed Dean Zhu, he paused, looked at Dean Zhu, and said, "Thank you, Dean Zhu."
We really should thank him. If Dean Zhu had confronted him directly today, he would have been in trouble.
At the very least, they have to go in and explain everything clearly; they won't be out for several days or even three. This is the tragedy of ordinary people.
"Forehead."
Dean Zhu nodded, revealing a smile that looked more like a grimace.
Old Mo left with a flourish, leaving behind a group of people who were still in shock.
Director Yang held the gun, breathing rapidly, and after a long while, he finally put it away.
Immediately afterward, he said hurriedly, "Dean Zhu, I'm leaving things here to you. Grandma, please take good care of yourself. I'll be going now."