Hiss...
Yan Bu'Er gasped sharply. He knew Ye Chen was skilled, but didn't expect Ye Chen to be this formidable. Unnoticed, Ye Chen's abilities were constantly improving. During this year-long chase, not only did Yao Yue train Ye Chen's escape skills, but also enhanced his prowess. The surrounding underlings couldn't help but widen their eyes.
"Ye Chen, you're too arrogant!" Yan Bu'Er glared and said, "Do you really think I can't handle you? Men, get him!"
Immediately, men wielding rifles stepped forward, surrounding Ye Chen, barrels aimed at him. Facing the dark barrels, Ye Chen coldly smiled, "Yan the Second, do you think these few fire sticks can deal with me?"
"Ye Chen, I know you're skilled, but no matter how tough you are, you fear the cleaver." Yan Bu'Er retorted coldly, "Moreover, pointing at you are machine guns brought from Hong Kong. Are you truly unafraid of death?"
