"You think you can threaten me like this?"
Yang Tian sneered coldly.
Since his debut, no one had ever dared threaten him. Anyone who did, ended up in hell.
"Why are you so arrogant! Do you believe I won't blow your head off with one shot!"
The man at the front said as he pressed the gun in his hand.
But at this moment, Yang Tian moved.
Bam!
A deafening roar erupted.
Then, the man stood frozen, staring intently at Yang Tian. His eyes were filled with terror. A gruesome wound appeared on his neck.
Blood gushed continuously from the man's neck.
Gradually, his pupils turned deathly white.
Finally, with a thud, the man collapsed into the pool of blood.
"You brute!"
The remaining three men turned pale. They hadn't expected Yang Tian to act so fast, and were terrified that his movements were undetectable; yet their companion lay dead in a pool of blood.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The three men pulled their triggers, firing directly.
"A bunch of weaklings, trying to threaten me?"
