Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting Chapter 861 - 642: I Took the Shot for Him

Wu Rong hadn’t finished speaking when Wu Yu kicked over the gun, but...

This ti, he kicked it too hard again, and the gun was sent flying behind the floor-length curtains, next to Su Xiaong’s feet...

Wu Rong’s intention was never to take Lu Ping hostage; that was the worst strategy, a choice where nine chances out of ten would lead to certain death.

Even if he really chose this worst strategy and took Lu Ping hostage, his aim was not to have Lu Ping buried with him, but to find a way to survive.

The current developnts are beyond Bai Sidong’s expectations, as well as Wu Rong’s own expectations.

The appearance of Wu Yao and the words he spoke were all driving Wu Rong further down a dead-end path.

Even soone who is always so calm and rational, as Wu Rong is, suddenly found himself completely at a loss in the face of such a predicant.

But once a choice is made, the path is chosen; there’s no turning back from it.

Taking the gun from Bai Sidong is the best guarantee for a successful escape.

If truly cornered, then...

Even if it ant dragging Lu Ping down with him, it would be worth it.

Wu Yao has been living in anonymity, surviving miserably for fifteen years, all for the chance to take revenge like today, hasn’t he?

If Wu Rong could take Lu Ping away...

He thought this should be the biggest blow to Wu Yao, right?

That was what Wu Rong was thinking to himself.

Wu Rong, a forr criminal investigator, is surely much more agile than re thugs, not to ntion his long experience in the police station, making him very familiar with police tactics for dealing with hostage-takers.

Currently, Wu Rong has already surveyed the spatial layout of the entire room and in his mind, he’s mapped out a possible escape route.

Snatching Bai Sidong’s gun.

Bai Sidong is no fool; he won’t let himself succumb easily to Wu Rong’s desires, but Wu Yu is different, since he’s holding the boy’s mother hostage.

This boy may be more calm and mature than his peers, but when his mother’s held hostage, would he really dare to act recklessly?

And yet Wu Rong didn’t expect the kick from Wu Yu to send the gun flying past him, landing behind him.

Wu Rong didn’t think much of it, assuming Wu Yu had kicked too hard or maybe he didn’t want the gun to fall into Wu Rong’s hands.

Pretending with such little cleverness, risking just a bit to give Wu Rong a mont of weakness while he picked up the gun, allowing a slight break in his concentration...

This kid wouldn’t shy away from doing such a thing.

Wu Rong squinted his eyes, gazing directly at the people in front of him, his knife still firmly pressed against Lu Ping’s neck, with more beads of blood seeping from her tender neck, growing larger, and slowly rolling down her skin, unable to resist gravity.

Others present, except Wu Yu, were all police officers, and the sight of blood... they are well accustod to by now.

No matter how shocking the wound is, it wouldn’t make them panic excessively.

However, this only applies as long as the person being held hostage isn’t soone they have a special relationship with.

If their own relatives or loved ones were held hostage,

Staying calm and composed, feeling no waves of emotion inside — that’s practically impossible.

Wu Yao’s entire heart felt like it was stuck in his throat, his eyes filled with anger, tightly fixated on Wu Rong.

If looks could kill, he surely would have killed Wu Rong a thousand tis over.

"Ah Yu, aren’t you afraid that your little wit could cost your mother’s life?"

Wu Yu pressed his lips tightly,

"Uncle, let it go. The net of justice is vast and dense, isn’t that what you used to tell since I was young?"

"Heh... Ah Yu, you’ll understand once you reach your uncle’s age and experience the perks of power and influence..."

"I will never understand, and I don’t want to. Uncle, even now, you only see the benefits of power and influence."

Wu Yu’s hands fall to his sides, his delicate features showing a trace of pain,

"You deceived your own brother for power, causing your living brother to be unable to stand in the sunlight, unable to step into his own house, unable to be with his wife and children..."

"You broke the law to maintain your power, thinking that protecting each other would keep you safe forever."

"You still want to constantly gain more power, more influence, incessantly causing more and more people’s deaths..."

"Uncle, can’t you feel it? All the power you’ve tirelessly sought has only caused you to lose family, close friends... Even with power, are you truly happy?"

Wu Rong’s frown deepened, listening to Wu Yu’s words, his features twisted.

He didn’t hear Wu Yu’s advice, couldn’t grasp the truth in Wu Yu’s words; all he heard was one voice repeatedly echoing in his mind...