"How dare you look down on our enemy?!" Qiu Yanmei raised her eyebrows with an evil look on her pretty face, finally unable to restrain the anger in her heart.

"Haha... I just don't take my enemies seriously, what can you do to me?" Ye Fan's voice was filled with overwhelming domineering power.

"In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless and ruthless!"

Qiu Yanmei said, lifting up her skirt with a movement of her jade fingers.

In the blink of an eye, she ignored the happy couple and took out a small and exquisite pocket pistol from the position of her thigh like lightning, and immediately pointed it at Ye Fan's eyebrows.

There was only a "click" sound, and the bullet was loaded.

This flurry of movements was done in one go, dazzlingly, and took less than a second to add up. It had obviously been practiced thousands of times, leaving people with no time to prepare.

From the black muzzle, a solid murderous intention bloomed. If ordinary people saw this scene, they would probably be so frightened that their livers and gallbladders would burst and they would pee.

However, Ye Fan didn't take it seriously at all. He put roots under his feet and said with disdain: "Miss Qiu, you underestimate me! Do you think you can kill me with such a childish thing?"

?”

"Haha..." Qiu Yanmei smiled and said: "Master Ye, you once killed Yang Zhenkun, the previous leader of Hongyi Huahai branch, with one person's power. You are obviously an amazing martial arts genius. You must be so fast.

You can dodge bullets! But——"

Qiu Yanmei changed the subject, her eyes instantly became sharp, revealing a needle-like edge that was breathtaking, and she continued:

"The incense burned in my room is a peerless poison that was refined by the Siamese Gu Dao master who spent decades of hard work to find 9981 kinds of poisonous flowers, poisonous weeds, and poisonous insects. Even if it is

A supremely powerful person who has reached the level of sainthood will be hit by the attack as long as he inhales even a trace of it. He will be unable to use his internal energy for an hour, just like ordinary people!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiu Yanmei suddenly pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, the silver bullet came out of the chest, almost grazing Ye Fan's face. A priceless piece of porcelain behind was hit and shattered to pieces in an instant.

For a moment, the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder smoke, and a murderous aura permeated the air.

On Qiu Yanmei's pretty face, the smile became more and more cruel, with a knife-like carving on the corner of her mouth, which was creepy.
Chapter completed!