"Sink forward!"
"don't want!"
"You dare!"
Shouts and exclamations rang out simultaneously, and everyone's hearts jumped into their throats in an instant.
The psionic gun in Wang Shuo's hand was something that even Chen Feng was powerless to resist. Once he pulled the trigger, Chen Feng would definitely be dead.
"Cough cough...you are very...very..."
Wang Shuo remained silent for a moment, seemingly unable to find the right words to describe it, then smiled faintly and said, "I'll kill you right here, so what can you do about it?"
Shen Qian's dark eyes were unfocused, like a dark abyss, unfathomable.
Even with a gun pointed at his head, he remained completely calm.
Wang Shuo had a strange feeling that these were not the eyes of a normal living being.
Although Shen Qian had been smiling all along, that smile looked completely fake at that moment.
Despite being so close, Wang Shuo could not find any trace of emotion in Shen Qian's eyes.
Shen Qian stared at Wang Shuo, whose arrogance remained undiminished, his gaze slowly shifting upwards until it settled on the ornately designed pistol.
"What, are you scared?" Wang Shuo mocked.
Shen Qian's gaze shifted downwards again, this time finally focusing. He looked at Wang Shuo and said in an extremely cold voice:
"Your gun...is out of bullets."
Wang Shuo's usually calm expression finally underwent a dramatic change. The moment his pupils contracted, a faint smile returned to the corners of his mouth, and his raised hand suddenly fell down!
"stop!"
A sharp shout, like a thunderclap from nowhere, made everyone's eardrums ache.
Shen Qian was completely unaffected; in fact, his hand moved even faster as he slapped down hard.
Snap!
Everyone shuddered, and even Chen Feng's eye twitched.
This slap not only landed on Wang Shuo's face, but also on everyone's hearts.
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