Yang Xiner and other Xia people who were watching also looked complicated.

They were helpless that Ye Fan was not afraid of death. If Ye Fan was a little weak, they could kidnap Ye Fan and leave.

"Sister Yuan, it seems we are going to fall into trouble today."

Yang Xin'er stuck to Qin Foyuan's side, and her hand holding the gun was trembling:

"Even Master Wenren is scared. We can't stand it anymore. We probably have to kneel down!"

"Yes, this is the other party's territory. We don't have the courage to shoot, and our courage is not as good as that Miss Song."

"Your Taoism is a long way from Mr. Song. If you continue to be stalemate, you will only lose your life."

"We should not overestimate ourselves."

"Kneel down and cut off your hands and feet. Although it is a shame, it can at least save your life."

Yang Xin'er lowered her gun in her hand sadly: "Sister Yuan, let's kneel down to President Song and beg for mercy."

Not as courageous as Song Hongyan?

Is her a far cry from her?

Kneel down at Song Hongyan and beg for mercy?

boom!

Yang Xiner's words, Yang Xiner's cowardice, and Yang Xiner's stimulation instantly made Qin Foyuan's mind heat up.

Her status is prominent, her position is high and powerful, she is full of stars, and slapping two times is a shame, and kneeling down is even more of a stain on her life.

If she knelt down to Song Hongyan today, she would not be able to forgive herself, let alone not be ashamed to go back to see the people of Xia Guo.

How does the royal family think of themselves?

How do the powerful think of themselves?

What do the people think of themselves?

How do family and sisters think of themselves?

Will Qin Foyuan still have the qualifications to be arrogant in the future?

The most important thing is, why did the heads of the three branches of the Tang Sect let her, the famous Xia Guo, kneel down and beg for mercy?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Thinking of this, Qin Foyuan snatched the gun from Yang Xiner's hand with a bang.

She stepped forward and roared angrily: "I'll kill you!"

Qin Foyuan pulled the trigger at Song Hongyan without saying a word.

"Swoosh--"

Ye Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold and his fingers bounced.

A silver needle flew.

"Bang--"

Qin Foyuan felt pain, raised her arm upwards, and the bullet hit the ceiling.

When the eaves fell, the people watching were blinded and Ye Fan was already approaching Qin Foyuan.

It was too late for Qin Foyuan to deflect the gun.

A lighter in your hand.

Ye Fan took off the gun from Qin Foyuan's hand with one hand.

Then, the gun pointed at Qin Foyuan's eyebrows.

Qin Foyuan's whole body suddenly stiffened.

Ye Fan shouted coldly: "Those who kill my wife will die!"

Wenren Feipeng roared: "Don't hurt Foyuan..."

"Bang!"

Before Wenren Feipeng could finish his speech, Ye Fan pulled the trigger directly.

A bullet was nailed into Qin Foyuan's eyebrows.

Qin Foyuan's body shook, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Ye Fan in disbelief.

She seemed to have never expected that Ye Fan really dared to shoot her head.

Wenren Feipeng yelled when he saw this: "Fo Yuan!"

He pressed his muzzle and shot at Ye Fan.

"Bang bang!"

Ye Fan's head side avoided Wen Ren Feipeng's gun.

Then he raised his right hand and pressed Wenren Feipeng's forehead.

Bang, a loud bang.

Wenren Feipeng's head was splattered with blood, his eyes fell backwards...

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Chapter completed!