"Time's up!"
Ye Huan spat out these three words with an unchanged expression, his gaze suddenly turning cold.
His expression was unchanged, yet it left everyone dumbfounded!
The reason was...
Between his index and middle fingers was a handgun bullet still emitting white smoke!
Looking at the bullet in Ye Huan's hand, Zhao Ritian felt a chill rush from his feet to his Celestial Spirit, shivering all over!
Bai Tianming wasn't much better off, he retreated continuously in fear, even after bumping into the container wall, he still wanted to retreat, looking at Ye Huan as if he'd seen a ghost!
Their faces turned pale with fright!
Oh my god!!!
Is this even human?
Having a gun pressed to your forehead, and you manage to intercept the bullet barehanded? Are you Superman!?
"Draw your guns, execute this kid for me!" Zhao Ritian turned to his underlings, yelling out this command with almost all his strength.
The next second...
"Bang."
A muffled sound.
