Shooting to Kill

Suddenly, Feng Qing's ears twitched. She raised her eyebrows and picked up the gun Raymond had just loaded on the table like an afterimage. She also turned around and raised her gun to look at Madam Mingxue, who was standing at the back.

Feng Qing's movements were smooth. Everyone was shocked by her actions. However, Madam Mingxue could see very clearly that the expression in Feng Qing's eyes was completely different from before. It was a coldness that only those who had killed before could possess.

The silver gun was coldly aimed at Madam Mingxue, making everyone's hearts tremble.

Bang! Feng Qing pulled the trigger and fired.

At such a close distance, with Feng Qing's shooting skills, Madam Ming Xue had no time to dodge, let alone in such a sudden situation. However, Madam Ming Xue stood on the spot without moving. It wasn't that she didn't want to dodge, but she didn't react at all.