Before Qin Yiheng could even speak, Shen Ru screamed. She was completely bewildered, but she knew that no one could escape from the muzzle of a gun.

Did you think this was a TV drama shoot?

This is ridiculous!

"Shut up!" A-Jing suddenly turned her gun on Shen Ru, as if Shen Ru would be killed on the spot if she dared to say another word.

Shen Ru was so frightened that she immediately fell silent, but people often come up with quick wits in times of crisis, and Shen Ru suddenly remembered many things she hadn't paid attention to before...

Who exactly are Ah Jing's group of people? Why are they even pulling out guns? What normal person has a gun? And judging from the sounds they made just now, those don't seem like toys meant to scare people.

Have I gotten myself into more trouble? It seems one wrong step leads to another.

If this continues, she and her family will be completely finished.

No, this can't go on...

On the other side, after warning Shen Ru, A Jing ignored her and faced Qin Yiheng again.

Ah Jing's tone was full of provocation, as if this would prevent him from being overshadowed by Qin Yiheng. So he said, "What? Or do you not care about Jiang Yan's life or death at all, and only want to save your own?"

Qin Yiheng had no intention of arguing with him about such trivial matters.

He just stared at the dark gun: "Heh... three shots? If I'm not dead after three shots, then you're the one who dies!"

His nonchalant attitude had already made Ah Xin flustered, and now that he said this, Ah Xin was not only flustered but also felt a bit angry and embarrassed.

Although he didn't think of Qin Yiheng as an ordinary person, Qin Yiheng was far too arrogant and fearless. Who could possibly escape from the muzzle of a gun? He overestimated himself.

Since he dares to provoke us like this, let's teach him a lesson.

"Fine, you said it yourself, it seems you're determined to die!"

The room wasn't very big to begin with, and Ah Jing and Qin Yiheng were only two or three meters apart. Ah Jing didn't even need to aim; she could directly pierce Qin Yiheng's forehead, heart, and any other vital organs.

Let's see how much more provocation he can muster then!

"Bang!"

Without hesitation, A Jing pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew towards Qin Yiheng at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

Shen Ru screamed in terror. After all, she had never imagined that anyone would be shot dead in front of her and become a bloody mess.

And this person is Qin Yiheng.

No matter what, you have some connection with Jiang Yan, and you're someone she knows. This oppressive and terrifying feeling left her unable to release it except by screaming.

But then something completely unexpected happened.

The bullet actually passed through Qin Yiheng's body and shot directly into the wall behind him, creating a small hole.

Even a bullet encounters resistance when it penetrates flesh, so how could it possibly penetrate a wall? And look at Qin Yiheng...

He was completely unharmed.

Where the bullet should have pierced through, not even a tear was made in the clothes, and no blood flowed out.

Ah Jing stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Had she missed?

Everyone around him was staring at him, which made Ah Jing break out in a cold sweat.

Shen Ru remained with her mouth wide open, but she could no longer make a sound.

The next second, gunshots rang out again.

To avoid missing, Ah Jing aimed directly at Qin Yiheng's middle body, ensuring he would be injured no matter how he dodged...

Injuried?

It's impossible to get injured.

Qin Yiheng didn't move an inch, but the bullet was gone.

It really disappeared. It didn't pierce Qin Yiheng's body, nor did it get stuck inside him; it simply vanished into thin air.

The human eye cannot see the trajectory of a bullet, and it cannot have bullet time. Therefore, we can only determine where the bullet went by looking at where it finally hits the ground.

But it's gone. I clearly heard a gunshot, but there was nothing left...

"Holy crap, what does this mean?" someone exclaimed.

If the first time could be considered a coincidence or an accident, then this time it's clearly not normal.

"Is this even human?" another person murmured.

The night was deep, and although the lights were on inside, the rural house was old and the lights were covered with a layer of ash, so the light was not very bright. From A-Jing's perspective, Qin Yiheng was standing right under the light, and it seemed that he didn't even have a shadow.

"I'm saying... is there some kind of ghost in this godforsaken place?" another person tentatively asked.

When people are extremely panicked, they often lose some of their thinking ability and are easily swayed by what others say. Once the idea of ​​a "ghost" came up, the way they looked at Qin Yiheng changed.

"There's one last shot left," Qin Yiheng kindly reminded him.

Ah Jing swallowed hard, her Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty.

His own brothers were all making a fuss about seeing ghosts, which made him very uneasy.

"Shut the fuck up!" Ah Jing roared, trying to bolster his courage.

His hands were soaked with sweat and so slippery that he could barely hold the gun. He had to transfer the gun to his other hand, wipe his hands vigorously on his trousers, and then pick it up again.

"Bang!"

After the three gunshots stopped, Qin Yiheng was still standing there unharmed.

Ah Jing's nerves were stretched to the limit. He disregarded all the previous agreements and fired recklessly at Qin Yiheng.

"How, how could I not kill you? This is impossible, impossible..." Ah Jing muttered in a daze, but he was so scared that he could hardly stand up, and his legs kept twitching.

As Qin Yiheng approached, the people around him seemed to suddenly realize what was happening and picked up their guns, pointing them at Qin Yiheng as well.

However, such behavior obviously posed no threat to Qin Yiheng. If even a gun couldn't subdue him, what else could be done?

"Ah! Ah..."

"Click, click..."

Ah Jing had begun to let out intermittent roars, and the gun was clicking shut with each empty shot, but he kept pulling the trigger, as if he really wouldn't be able to hold on if he didn't do something.

Qin Yiheng simply raised his hand and snatched the gun away.

"You have three counts to run. If you're slow, don't blame me."

He didn't even look at the people next to him; he just said one sentence, and everyone was already terrified and scrambling to get out.

"Bang! Bang! Bang—"

Suddenly, several more gunshots rang out. Each of them was shot in the back, their legs gave way, and they collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from their mouths, but they didn't die immediately. A closer look revealed that they had been shot in exactly the same spot.

Where did Qin Yiheng get the bullets?