I Hate Her, Wish She Goes To Hell 3

To say that ordinary people do not know the power of a gun, Feng Qingyun can still believe it, but the person in front of him is not an ordinary person ...

Or does he know that he is obviously afraid, but he pretends to be indifferent?

Feng Qingyun looked at the fearless face in front of him and squeezed things in his hands, not afraid that the other party would be short-sighted, he was only afraid that the other party wouldn't know!

"Is there no doubt that you will die? Is it? Listening to you, I really want to know ..." Jiuyin's eyes narrowed and the petal in his hand lifted Feng Qingyun's chin.

Look at each other.

The eyes on his veil are calmly like a pool of stagnant water, shimmering under the reflected light, inadvertently revealing an aura of disdain for people.

Jiuyin lowered her head slightly, condescending and pushing his body further in the direction of his weapon.

The tone was a bit cold: "What can destroy thousands of armies in your hand, how fast can it be!"

The distance between the deep hole and Jiuyin was only a finger, and he pointed directly at the Zhu Sha Mole on his forehead and his charming smile under the veil.

"Hmph, I want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

Feng Qingyun's cherry-colored lips parted slightly and she smiled disdainfully.

Resisting the pain of being scratched on her neck, Feng Qingyun suddenly turned sideways and broke away from the sharp petal, turned around, and retreated a few meters away.

Xizhe raised his right hand and the miniature pistol in her hand spun in her palm, as murderous intent flashed through her eyes.

"Boom-" there was a sound.

The bullet shot out of the gun hole, aimed at Jiuyin's forehead, and fired immediately.

At the same time this shot rang out, the hearts of all the secret guards present trembled slightly at the sound, and they all looked at Jiuyin.

Even Mo Linghan showed the appearance of being in full control.

Although everyone did not know what Feng Qingyun was holding and where he came from, the power of this thing was what they saw with their own eyes.

He can damage invisible people by hundreds of meters, and once he hits himself, it is definitely a deadly ending!

In Jiuyin's pupils, Feng Qingyun's beautiful face was inverted with a confident and growing gaze, and his eyes were high up, and there were scenes of bullets coming directly.

Jiuyin's eyes were half closed and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved. Looking at Feng Qingyun's eyes with a smile, her smile was particularly charming and ironic.

Just as Qian Jun was throbbing, he lowered the murderous eyes from the opposite side.

The petal held by Jiuyin's two fingers suddenly separated from the tip of his finger and turned into a crystal white chess set, blocking her eyes at lightning speed.

"Zheng ..."

The two things collided, causing a heavy impact.

The air suddenly became silent at this moment, and the surroundings became silent.

The bullet hung in the air without any warning, lingering in Jiuyin's forehead arm, and the next second, it suddenly fell to the ground, making a clear clinking sound.

"..." Looking at this scene, even Ye Feng looked like a dog, and coincidentally looked at the center.

There.

He lifted his chin slightly, a lazy, casual smile on his face, his smile a little cold and a little unfathomable.

In the light, the outline of him was covered with a halo and looked a bit hazy, but the vermilion mole on his forehead was unusually bright, even more striking than a pearl.

In front of her.

A white chess piece hung in the air, illuminated by the moonlight, reflecting the snow-white chess surface, emitting a divine and weak light, like an incomparable treasure.

Just looking at it can make people want to be busy!