Fan Ning used temperature exchange again!

The man in gray's sight was blocked, and the path of the thrown dagger was deviated quite a bit, and he passed by Xilan without any danger!

It turned back towards Fan Ning like a roundabout! But the path was even more eccentric.

There was another muffled "bang" sound, and this time Fan Ning used the strength to suck the milk.

The stool hit the guy's head so much that sawdust flew out.

The man in gray clothes finally gave up, staggered a few times and finally fell to the corner.

"Caron, where were you hit by the gun?" The little girl almost cried when she heard this voice.

Fan Ning's arms were extremely sore and swollen, and he was out of breath: "I didn't get shot, please stop crying."

Moreover, I feel that my mind is scattered and empty, my temples are pounding, and there is not much inspiration left.

I don't know if this ability itself consumes a lot of energy, or if the temperature difference it exchanges is too large, or if the distance is too far.

At his signal, Sheeran obediently handed over the picked up revolver.

Fan Ning then pointed his gun at the man in gray at the wall.
Chapter completed!