Monster! This is a monster!

If we don't fire now, it'll be too late!

Ning Yuan looked up, his dark eyes reflecting Chen Wenxiang's deathly pale face.

He was scared.

He thought he had some skills, but he didn't expect him to be scared now.

How can we be afraid now?

He'll have his share of troubles to come.

Thinking of this, Ning Yuan's eyes turned cold.

Chen Wenxiang looked up and met Ning Yuan's gaze.

He instinctively shuddered, as if he had fallen into an abyss; just looking into his eyes filled him with fear.

His eyes were filled with ferocity and...killing intent...

Killing intent!

He wanted to kill him!

Let's get started!

A voice kept repeating in Chen Wenxiang's mind, and fear gradually spread throughout his body.

Chen Wenxiang pulled the wrench.

Bang--

The bullets shot out of the gun muzzle as if bursting from the ground, moving with lightning speed.

A tremendous sound ripped through the sky, drowning out the screams of those people.

The driver, his forehead beaded with cold sweat, shouted, "Young Master!"

If their young master were to get into trouble, he couldn't afford to pay for it even with ten lives.

Bang--

Ning Yuan looked up at the Chengfeng Society subordinate beside him. Blood was slowly flowing down his chest. His pupils contracted as he stared at Chen Wenxiang in shock.

Their young master shot him...

"Young...Young Master," the man who had been shot managed to utter two words before collapsing to the ground, convulsing.

They were acting on Chen Wenxiang's orders to deal with Jiang Ningyuan.

Why did he attack him?

Did it miss?

But he was clearly some distance away from the young master of the Ning family...

Even if their young master's marksmanship is terrible, it couldn't be this bad.

Not only were the people who were shot shocked, but even the members of the Chengfeng Society present were stunned, and a chill ran down their spines.

Did their young master turn against his own people?