It turns out that Lu Zude is a ruthless character.

At least his actions far exceed his apparent age.

Even a professional killer would find it difficult to react as quickly as he did when he saw Ling Shu, immediately pulling out his gun to kill.

As long as Ling Shu hesitated for even a moment, or took half a second longer to think about how to react, he would probably be dead on the spot, lying here in a pool of blood.

Lu Zude never expected that, at the first glance Ling Shu cast his way, he would reach out and grab Sister Rong without hesitation.

Completely caught off guard, Sister Rong was pulled in front of him like a puppet!

Lu Zude was just about to pull the trigger, his finger already pressing down, but when he saw what had happened, he couldn't help but turn pale with shock and quickly used his other hand to push away the hand holding the gun.

Bang!

The bullet grazed Sister Rong's arm and embedded itself in the wall behind her.

Her eyes widened in shock, unable to process what had just happened.

Despite just laughing and joking with her moments ago, Ling Shu couldn't muster an ounce of sympathy for the people in this place.

Sister Rong may have appeared glamorous on the surface, but behind closed doors, she must have been involved in some shady dealings to run this gambling den. In this world of blood and violence, no one was innocent.

If it weren't for Lu Zude's intervention, Sister Rong wouldn't have harmed him and Ling Shu wouldn't have resorted to using her as a shield.

Ling Shu barely had time to react, showing just how ruthless his opponent was. They were willing to sacrifice Ling Shu to achieve their goal.

If Sister Rong had died at Lu Zude's hands, it would have caused a lot of trouble.

As Sister Song watched in horror, she couldn't help but let out a scream.

Lu Zude's face turned pale. Even though the first shot missed, his hand hesitated for a moment, making it impossible for him to pull the trigger for the second shot.

It was during this moment of hesitation that Ling Shu pushed Sister Rong aside and threw her towards them.

Lu Zude couldn't possibly fire a second shot, so he instinctively used his free hand to catch her!

Meanwhile, Ling Shu had already pounced on Sister Rong from behind.

He kicked Sister Song aside and rolled on the ground, then grabbed Lu Zude's outstretched hand!

Lu Zude felt his neck tighten as Ling Shu grabbed him. He was held so tightly that it was more like being embraced.

Because he was too small to be a human shield, Lu Zude's gun was naturally taken away by Ling Shu and pointed at his temple.

"Move again and I'll kill him!" Ling Shu threatened. His voice was neither fierce nor sharp, but it successfully turned Sister Song into a statue.

Ling Shu knew he had captured the right hostage.

Despite Sister Song always seeming to be in the spotlight when she was with Lu Zude, due to their height difference, it was easy to create such a misconception. In reality, Lu Zude was the one giving orders.

Not only that, but Ling Shu also received a message from Jiang He. Jiang He had specially sent Zhang Jian to tell him that Lu Zude was his godson.

This statement had a deep meaning, implying that Lu Zude's status was not to be underestimated.

At the very least, he was not like Sister Song, an unknown nobody, nor was he like Mrs. Sun, who could be sacrificed at any time.

"Do you dare to hold me hostage!" Lu Zude's face turned red with anger.

For the past few years, he had been living a glamorous life, with people fawning over him wherever he went. No one dared to look down on him because of his appearance.

But now, with Ling Shu holding him like a child, it was even more humiliating than having a gun pointed at his temple.

"Let go of me!"

Ling Shu sneered, "Little boy, you're already a fish on the chopping board. Don't say these meaningless words, or else if I accidentally pull the trigger, who will be responsible for your death? Sister Rong, could you do me a favor? If anyone tries to barge in, please stop them and let us have a peaceful chat."

Although Lu Zude was ruthless when it came to killing others, he cherished his own life.

Upon hearing this, he didn't dare to move.

Sister Rong had narrowly escaped death and was now lying on the ground, unable to stand. She looked at Ling Shu in disbelief, still unable to believe that this young man, who was now so confident and decisive, was the same Old Zhao's nephew who had spoken to her so softly just moments ago.

The sound of gunshots had alerted people outside, and many of the gamblers who had lost money took the opportunity to scatter. The casino's thugs were too busy to catch them, and they all rushed in.

Lu Zude shouted sharply, "Stop them!"

Sister Rong quickly crawled to the door and blocked it, shouting at them, "Don't come in!"

"Sister Rong!"

"Sister Rong!"

Voices outside were calling her name.

Ling Shu raised an eyebrow slightly, thinking that Sister Rong really had a way with people here.

Sister Rong didn't care about her disheveled appearance and leaned against the door frame, breathing unevenly. "Get out, all of you! Without my permission, no one is allowed to come in!"

"Sister Rong?"

The person closest to her trembled, wanting to peek in, but was blocked by Sister Rong, almost burying his head in her chest.

"It's nothing. We accidentally fired a gun just now. Mr. Lu came to inspect, and we have things to discuss. Everyone, get out! Get out!"

With her fierce attitude, no one dared to be curious anymore and immediately dispersed in groups of three or two.

Sister Rong quickly closed and locked the door, almost collapsing.

"You're holding me hostage, and you can't run away yourself!"

Lu Zude calmed down and thought that the other party wouldn't dare to harm him, so he began to speak harshly.

Ling Shu smiled and said, "I don't currently plan on killing you, little Lu, after all, you're still useful. But for those two, I might not be so lenient. I also know that you're more important than them."

Lu Zude: "What do you want to do?"

Ling Shu: "How is Mrs. Sun doing?"

Lu Zude: "She's still alive!"

Ling Shu: "Let me guess, there must be someone behind this business, who is it, Jiang He?"

Lu Zude sneered: "You said it!"

Ling Shu: "So it's Lu Tongcang."

Lu Zude's body stiffened.

With just this one stiffening, he immediately realized that Ling Shu had tricked him into revealing information.

Ling Shu smiled: "It really is Lu Tongcang."

At this moment, Lu Zude was filled with murderous intent, but he couldn't kill Ling Shu. He was so angry that his face turned red and he looked extremely ferocious.

Sister Song had worked with him for a long time and knew well about his ruthless methods. Seeing this, she couldn't help but feel scared.

Ling Shu was behind him and couldn't see Lu Zude's expression. Even if he could, he wouldn't care.

"The gambling den is where you started, and people and things flow in all directions. There must be a destination for them. People may have been sold by you, and things must have been taken to the pawnshop or directly auctioned off. Don't worry, I don't want to cause trouble for Mr. Lu. After all, my life is not worth a wave of his hand. I just want to go to your pawnshop or auction place to have a look around. It's just for fun. If you take me there, I'll let you go. How about it? This deal is very profitable, isn't it?"

Lu Zude didn't believe that the other party's purpose was so simple, but Ling Shu's proposal was a good opportunity. He turned his eyes and signaled to Sister Rong, who immediately understood.

"There is such a place called Chunshan Club. It will start in an hour. We can take you there!"