Chapter 115 Bruce Pi

"Yang Jian, stop~!"

A voice cried out in urgent alarm.

The one trying to stop Yang Jian was Zhang Han, who, in his eyes, believed that if Yang Jian wanted to die, he still wanted to live.

He truly did not want this transaction to be ruined by him.

However, Zhang Han was powerless; he simply lacked the ability and the means to stop Yang Jian. In his current state, he couldn't even tap into the power of a fierce ghost, and if he were to physically intervene, who knew whether Yang Jian would turn around and shoot him, potentially ending his life.

"Bang~!"

Yet, the sound of a gunshot still rang out.

It echoed over the fields on both sides of the road.

It wasn't like the imagined scene of a head exploding with blood splattering everywhere.

The bullet passed through Wu Yue's forehead and landed on the road behind, leaving a bullet hole.

"Hm?"

Yang Jian furrowed his brows, ready to shoot again.