Chapter 77 Actually, I Am a Good Person

The gunshot ceased.

The hall fell silent as well.

Yang Jian sat on the sofa, his calm demeanor revealing a few traces of eerie indifference as he scanned the people of the club. Beside him lay the corpse of Ye Jun, with putrid bodily fluids oozing from the wound, gradually spreading around,

The head of the corpse had been smashed, and a handgun's specialized bullets were all emptied.

From the start of the action to the end, the process took no more than ten seconds.

Clean and decisive.

It was also extremely ruthless; there was simply no time for Ye Jun to communicate.

"Now, does anyone else wish to discuss rules with me, esteemed seniors?"