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Chapter 587

Chapter 587

As soon as Su Deliang spoke, he gave Zhao Quan a surprise.

He didn't expect that Su Deliang, an old man, would even send someone to monitor him.

If this is not the case, it is impossible for Su Deliang to know about his recovery of memory.

But thinking about it, he probably didn't find out that he was pretending to be Xu Chenglong, otherwise he should have been killed by now.

Everything was reflected in his mind in an instant, Zhao Quan's face was still calm and composed.

"There is no plot, and all the memories have not been restored. I don't know why I was injured."

Zhao Quan didn't know what Su Deliang wanted to know.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar son-in-law in front of him, Su Deliang fell silent again.

He seems to be very good at using silence to match the surrounding environment to create a solemn atmosphere, and then oppress the person being questioned.

But for Zhao Quan, who has experienced many storms, this small trick is useless at all.

After watching for another 5 minutes, Su Deliang said again, "You are very dishonest."

Zhao Quan shook his head, "I'm very honest. The Buddha is above me and I am below. The top is worthy of the Buddha, and the bottom is worthy of the heart."

What Zhao Quan said was very sincere, but Su Deliang still didn't believe it.

The revolver he took out from under the mahogany altar is a good proof of this point.

Raise your hand, pour out six bullets, refill one, turn the wheel several times, and snap it together instantly.

In the next moment, the muzzle of Hei Dongdong's gun was in the middle of Zhao Quan's eyebrows.

"You have up to six opportunities to tell the truth. The Buddha is merciful. I hope you can cherish it."

With the golden Buddha behind and Su Deliang holding a gun in front, the compassion in the words at this time seemed a bit ridiculous.

After glancing at the black metal gun body, Zhao Quan turned to Su Deliang who was holding the gun.

"What I just said is the truth."

There was a crisp sound of 'pop', and before Zhao Quan's words landed, it sounded in the Buddhist hall.

Su Deliang pulled the trigger for the first time without blinking his eyes.

Then he said flatly: "You still have at most five chances to tell the truth."

This old clapper is a bit vicious, and he shoots at the slightest disagreement? !

Under the gesture of poking his head from the muzzle of the gun, Zhao Quan said again, "I really can't remember, even if you force me with a gun, I can't remember..."

There was another crisp sound of 'crack', and this time Zhao Quan didn't even have a chance to finish his sentence.

Su Deliang's mood was as if there were no waves in the ancient well, "You still have at most four chances to tell the truth."

Zhao Quan didn't want to tell the truth, even if Su Deliang forced him with a gun, he didn't want to tell the truth.

If you tell the truth, you will die. If you don’t tell me, there is still a chance!

So Zhao Quan had an anxious expression on his face, "Old man, if you think I have a conspiracy, you can drive me away, but you can't force me. If I really remember something else, there is no reason to hide it from you. The year is really amnesia."

"There is a diagnosis certificate at the hospital, and Su Ling can also testify to this matter. How could I have a conspiracy?!"

This time, Su Deliang gave Zhao Quan a chance to finish his speech, but then there were two crisp sounds of 'pop'.

Too much nonsense, so reward two shots? !

Su Deliang didn't give an explanation, he just said blankly: "You still have at most two chances to tell the truth."

Zhao Quan showed complete anxiety, "Old man, you have to be reasonable, I..."

There was another gunshot with a 'crack', and then Su Deliang's words sounded.

"You only have one chance to tell the truth, the Buddha is merciful, but those who never cross the border, do it for yourself."

The gun is real, and so are the bullets. As a master gun player, Zhao Quan cannot hide these two elements.

So the cold sweat oozing from his forehead is real now, either tell the truth or explain it here.

Su Deliang, who dared to shoot in front of the Buddha, did not seem to have left him a third way out.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Quan didn't want to sit still.

So he changed his tune, "Okay, I'm telling the truth."

It seemed that Zhao Quan couldn't bear the threat of the last shot and was ready to compromise.

But the moment he finished speaking, he shot suddenly, using the fastest speed to shoot down the revolver in Su Deliang's hand.

It has to be said that his hands-on speed is very fast, and the timing of his choices is also very appropriate.

But Su Deliang pulled the trigger faster. Obviously, he had been staring at Zhao Quan's body for a long time, and would shoot if he made the slightest move.

Just when Zhao Quan was about to touch Su Deliang's arm, there was a 'pop'.

The sixth shot rang out, the sound was not heavy, but it seemed to hit Zhao Quan's heart, making him break out in a cold sweat.

But unexpectedly, the bullet did not go out, and he did not die.

The action of grabbing the gun stopped, and Su Deliang also took back the revolver and put it back under the mahogany altar.

After tidying up his plain clothes, he clasped his hands together and bowed to the golden Buddha. Then he said to Zhao Quan: "It's a stink bomb. You are lucky. It seems that the Buddha is blessing you. Then I will choose to believe you once, you You can go out."

Zhao Quan, who was driven out of the Buddhist hall, was a little uncertain whether Su Deliang was a great Buddha or a great devil, or whether the devil and Buddha could switch sides at will.

But one thing he was sure of was that Su Deliang was fierce, like a crocodile dormant in a muddy pond.

At first glance, it looks like a dead wood, but when you really touch him, you may not even know why your life is gone.

Could it be that years of immersion in shopping malls made him develop such a fierce spirit?

Thinking all the way, Zhao Quan walked through the corridor, preparing to go back to the hall to meet Su Ling.

However, on the way, a servant came out of the next bedroom, who looked like he had just entered the bedroom and packed something.

Zhao Quan glanced casually into the bedroom. There were suits, shirts, ties, and ashtrays. It was a man's room.

But it was strange that there was a strong and pungent smell of perfume in the room.

Moreover, the servant who came out of the room was still wearing a mask, as if he was particularly afraid of choking.

Could it be that there is some special smell in this room that needs to be covered up with strong perfume?

Thinking of this, Zhao Quan's heart trembled suddenly, because he thought of a situation that fit this characteristic.

Smoking that thing in a confined space for a long time will adhere to the residual substance of that thing on the wall.

According to the different types of the thing, the smell of the residual substances volatilized is also different, there is a rotten smell, and there is a smell similar to bad breath, which are different.But without exception, they are all very pungent.

So many addicts will spray strong perfume on the place where they often smoke that stuff to cover up the pungent taste.

Old Si Suhua, who didn't show up today, is said to have a strong fragrance on his body. Everyone thinks that it's because he often looks for nightclub women.

Could it be that he is an addict who uses perfume to cover up his smell? !

It is said that peddlers don't smoke. It seems that this old Si Suhua sells and smokes, and takes up quite a lot of work.

The bedroom door was closed, Zhao Quan pretended to be nothing, and walked away.

In the hall, brothers and sisters Su Rong and Su Ling were chatting.

Su Ling talked about Zhao Quan's changes, with a smile on his face, looking very happy.

Taking his younger sister's expression into his eyes, Su Rong smiled and said, "Su Ling, as long as you like it."

Suling let out an 'hmm'.

But then Su Rong repeated, "As long as you like it."

It was only then that Su Ling came to his senses and realized that he had made a mistake.

(End of this chapter)