321 Tense Atmosphere

Mao Songping was too close to Jiang Tong, with only a table between them. He was still holding the gun with his arm straight, so Jiang Tong could touch it with just a stretch of her hand. The difference in reaction speed between the two was like the difference between the world’s top and ordinary people!

Jiang Tong immediately grabbed the gun and pointed it at Mao Songping. It was not until Jiang Tong held the gun in her right hand and reached for her mobile phone with her left that the bodyguards in the room reacted.

“Big Brother!”

“Master Mao!”

“Woman, you actually dare to taunt me!”

The bodyguards all took a step forward, and some of them even drew their knives out of their pockets. Mao Songping, on the other hand, suddenly gestured to the surrounding people, indicating that they should not move! The environment in Jingdu was very different from City Z. City Z had four big bosses in the underworld, but it wasn’t the case in Jingdu. The situation in Jingdu was much more complicated than in City Z, and the security environment was much better than in City Z. The management was stricter. Things like guns were even more sensitive in Jingdu.

Mao Songping usually did not carry a gun with him. He would only carry one occasionally when he was doing something. He always had one in his office. However, the bodyguards under Mao Songping did not have a gun. Not a single one! Jingdu was a place where shootings were absolutely not allowed! That was why they couldn’t have guns! In other words, the only gun in the room was in Jiang Tong’s hands! The muzzle was pointed at Mao Songping!

Mao Songping was very calm. Although he was a rough man, he had been through a lot. He was shocked that Jiang Tong had snatched his gun away in an instant, but he did not show any fear on his face. He knew very well that the gun was in Jiang Tong’s hand at this time. If his men acted rashly or even said anything, he might die!

Sun Jiajia stood at the side, not daring to move. She stood there with a pale face.

Ring ring ring, ring ring ring…

The office suddenly became quiet, and only Jiang Tong’s phone was still ringing. Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Jiang Tong acted as if nothing had happened. She held the gun in one hand and picked up the phone with the other.

“Do you have time to have lunch together? Let’s have a good talk about what you said last time.” Wu Rong’s voice came through the phone.

“I’m out. I’ll be back in City Z in two days,” replied Jiang Tong.

“You are out of town?” Wu Rong was stunned.

“Yes,” Jiang Tong replied.

Wu Rong was stunned for a moment. She didn’t ask where Jiang Tong went or what Jiang Tong was going to do because she could guess that Jiang Tong’s business might have something to do with Shao Ying! It might be complicated to explain, and there was no need to ask over the phone. Besides, even if she asked Jiang Tong, Jiang Tong might not be able to tell her.

“Alright then, we’ll talk about it next time.” After Wu Rong finished speaking, Jiang Tong was about to hang up. The people in the office watched as Jiang Tong hung up the phone. Other than a short man in his thirties, who was silently approaching Jiang Tong, no one else dared to move, for fear of making a sound and causing an accident.

Mao Songping, who had a gun pointed at him, felt that time was passing very slowly. He looked calm on the surface, but it did not mean that he was not stressed. He felt as if every second was like a year. In fact, Jiang Tong did not chat with Wu Rong for long, but Mao Songping felt that it had been a long time.

The call finally ended. After Jiang Tong hung up, she pressed the power button, not to turn off the phone, but to let the screen turn black. As she put away the phone, she looked at the screen. This was a very professional and natural action. In fact, she was using the phone screen as a mirror to observe the situation behind her.

It was impossible for the footsteps to be silent. Jiang Tong had already sensed it when she was on the phone. Someone was approaching her very carefully from behind. She just wanted to see the position and posture of the person behind her. The short man had already walked four or five steps and was only two or three steps away from Jiang Tong’s back. He held a short hunting knife in his right hand, and his whole body looked like he could burst out at any time. This man was an expert!

After Jiang Tong put her phone back into her pocket, she glanced at Mao Songping, who was standing in front of the desk with a calm expression but dared not move at all. She suddenly attacked! Her right hand, which was holding the gun, moved in front of her and passed under her right arm. She aimed the gun behind her and pulled the trigger!

Bang! Bang! Jiang Tong had pulled the gun’s trigger! From the moment she retaliated to the moment she fired seven shots in a row, it was a smooth and fluid movement! but the man with the mustache was not shot! When Jiang Tong fired the first shot, he was holding his hunting knife with his arms slightly outstretched. He was about to lift his foot when the hunting knife in his hand was shot! The knife was directly shot out of his grasp!