Seeing Wang Longfei, unaware of his own fate, approaching, the bald Tyrannosaurus was about to speak, but Ye Qiu's icy words reached his ears:
"Now, the ones who have their fingers cut can leave. The rest must lose an arm!"
Lose an arm?
Tyrannosaurus heard this and instantly breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to losing an arm, cutting off fingers was nothing. Thinking this, he felt somewhat calm.
"Lose an arm! I'll lose your mother!"
Wang Longfei suddenly pulled out a handgun from his fierce expression. He originally didn't want to escalate things, but this handgun he bought from the black market for self-defense.
Now, if he had to lose his hand here, he definitely wouldn't agree!
He didn't want to be toyed with like Tyrannosaurus, treated like a monkey. If this got out, how would he, Brother Fei, survive?
No matter if you're a dragon, in front of a gun you'll have to crawl!
