Zhuo Yifan clearly felt that a person was slowly approaching him, only about fifty meters away from him! Of course, if Zhuo Yifan wanted to take action, this distance would be enough to make the bald man die in the next second.
Getting closer and closer, the muscles on the bald face began to twitch, looking a bit ferocious. His right hand also slowly touched the pistol on his waistband. As long as Zhuo Yifan dared to look back, he could
He immediately pulled out his gun and shot him twice.
At this time, the distance had shortened from fifty meters to twenty meters! A sinister smile began to flash on the bald face, and the hand that had been put into the waistband of his trousers was slowly pulled out, and at the same time he took out a dark pistol.
Ten meters away, the bald head was standing only ten meters away from Zhuo Yifan. At this distance, the bald head was confident that a bullet would fall down, and Zhuo Yifan had absolutely no hope of returning! But Zhuo Yifan didn't seem to notice him at all.
, still facing the river, as if in a daze.
The bald man couldn't help but feel overjoyed. He pointed his gun at Zhuo Yifan's back and started taking aim, and then...
The expression on the bald face froze in an instant, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes could not help but widen! In just a moment, Zhuo Yifan seemed to disappear out of thin air! A big living person was actually at the muzzle of his gun
After taking aim, the trace miraculously disappeared! The bald head secretly thought something bad and couldn't help shaking his head. There was still nothing in front of him, and Zhuo Yifan could not be seen anywhere.
The bald man subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave, but as soon as he turned his head, he found that there was someone suddenly in front of him! A seemingly harmless smiling face was looking at him with a smile on his face, which made him feel a feeling in his heart.
A chill. Who is this person if not Zhuo Yifan? What the hell? How did this guy get here? Could he still teleport?
The bald man was so frightened that he almost sat down on the ground due to Zhuo Yifan's fright.
"Are you looking for me?" The smile on Zhuo Yifan's face grew wider, he looked at the bald man and asked calmly.
"You...go to hell..." The bald man was horrified. Only then did he remember that he still had a gun in his hand. He immediately raised his right hand and aimed at Zhuo Yifan's head to pull the trigger.
He was fast, but Zhuo Yifan was even faster than him! Before he could understand what was going on, he felt his wrist tighten and his right hand completely lost its intuition. He could not even hold the gun, let alone pull the trigger.
Unable to hold on any longer, he took his hand out. Zhuo Yifan grabbed his wrist the moment he was about to shoot, caught the fallen gun with his other hand, turned the gun head, and held it against the gun.
On the shiny forehead of the bald head!
"Ah? Ah... what do you want to do? Spare your life, hero! I... I..." The bald head really sat down on the ground now, staring at the pistol in Zhuo Yifan's hand with a look of horror on his face, eyes full of
He begged with fear.
"You want to kill me?" Zhuo Yifan's face turned cold and he asked calmly.
"No... no! Yes... I was also instructed, it was not my original intention! Please forgive me, you man, you have a lot, just treat me like a fart!" The bald man sat on the ground, waving his hands.
, the voice started to tremble.
"You want me to let you go?" Zhuo Yifan asked with a chuckle.
"Yes...yes...please let me go! I can give you money, one hundred thousand...no...five hundred thousand! I still have half a million, give it all to you!" The bald man was nervous for a moment, thinking only
To please Zhuo Yifan, let him run away quickly! This ghostly skill was beyond his ability. Only then did he realize how stupid he was to accept this task!