Chapter 687: Married?_1

Yang Yifeng walked up to James' side, slapping his shoulder affectionately like a long-lost old friend.

"Alright, have them all throw their guns on the ground. I really hate it when someone points a gun at me."

Yang Yifeng's hand, like a hammer, rhythmically pounded on James' shoulder. With each tap, James' heart quivered, and the flesh on his face trembled lightly, a fierce light flickering in his bean-sized eyes.

It seemed that Yifeng knew what he was thinking. He glanced at him and said gravely, "Don't get any funny ideas. Believe me, before they can shoot, I can easily kill you!"

James' eyes showed hesitation. According to the information from his subordinates, they had successfully captured the queen. That meant he had now climbed to the peak of power in America! How could he willingly die so easily?