C177 Sanzhong's shoulder

The muzzle of the gun was pointed straight at me. As long as Jiang Ming pulled the trigger slightly, the bullet would shoot towards me, but at that time, I actually looked at Jiang Ming with disdain, my face filled with coldness.

"Do you know what I hate the most?" Facing Jiang Ming's barrage of words, I did not feel the slightest bit of fear, and spoke with an indifferent expression