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"Damn, even if you were Bruce Lee, I'd still blow you away with one shot!"
Brother Hao cursed, aiming the gun at Ye Xuan, feeling a sigh of relief in his heart.
The sudden turn of events had caught everyone by surprise; no one had thought that Brother Hao actually had a gun!
Guns and knives are two different concepts, no matter how skilled you are in martial arts, a single bullet can take your life.
Faced with someone as fierce as Ye Xuan, Brother Hao had evidently been driven to desperation, otherwise he wouldn't have taken out a gun.
Now, with less than half a meter between the two men, how could Ye Xuan, no matter how skilled, possibly dodge a bullet?
Brother Hao thought that once he drew his gun, Ye Xuan would show fear, but on the latter's face, he could see not even a hint of it. On the contrary, there was even a look of mockery!
Was he actually mockingly him?
Brother Hao's anger surged. I have a gun and you still dare to look down on me? Seeking death!