C157 The Empire State Building Shootings

Ye Long's expression did not change.

Swoosh! Xiu Xiu! *

Without waiting for Chi Shuiqing to shoot, the man let out a cold humph. The three silver needles that had been stuck in the middle of his fingers all burst out simultaneously, stabbing towards his chest, thighs, and his right hand holding the handgun.

"Crack ~ ~ ~"

Ah!

He had only pulled the trigger halfway