"To tell you the truth, I'm somewhat surprised!"
Staring at the arrogantly composed Yu Lin, Ye Fan sneered.
Seeing that Ye Fan remained calm and collected, Yu Lin's face shifted between cloudy and sunny as he said, "What? You're not afraid of me?"
"What is there to be afraid of?" Ye Fan retorted with derisive laughter upon hearing this.
Yu Lin was almost fuming with rage at Ye Fan's response.
Holding a Desert Eagle in his hand, he essentially had Ye Fan's life in his grasp, but he hadn't expected Ye Fan not to show any fear of him at all, which infuriated Yu Lin.
After a moment, Yu Lin said with a dark face, "You really don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is, kid. Do you believe I can blow your brains out with one shot?"
"Go ahead, shoot!"