Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

Yi Dashuai reminded himself more than once not to mess with people who shouldn't.

The anger just faded away, and now only reason and fear that gradually rose.

His hand holding the gun drooped.

Shao Xun smiled faintly, with a soft voice, no one knew whether his smile was happy or unhappy.

He stretched his hand to his waist and pulled out a pistol very quickly.

He held the gun with his slender hand, his arms stretched straight, and the black muzzle was aimed straight at Yininggui's head.

His eyes were dark with a stinging chill, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and when the other people's nerves were tense, he said another very disintegrating sentence.

"Kill me, the whole mansion will only face endless trouble."

His words were not exaggerated.

No matter how strong Yi Dashuai's forces are, he will only be mixed with Bai.

But Shao Xun eats black and white, no one can help him.

When he is dead, all the hidden forces will emerge, and then the commander's mansion will not be able to eat.

"But, do you believe it? If I kill you here today, I won't have anything to do."

He looked calm, looking at Yi Ninggui like this. After all, Yi Ninggui came here not long ago. He hadn't experienced any major events before. At the moment, he was terribly scared, but he didn't dare to show it. Shuai, I'm dead, and you can't run."

Shao Xun raised his gun, and he smiled at Yininggui: "Try it?"

After speaking, he pulled the trigger without blinking.

The sound of gunshots reached everyone's ears, and someone fell directly onto the sofa.

Yi Ninggui only felt a strong wind rubbing his cheek, and the sting of that second made him feel like he was dead.

He fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

"Why, is it exciting? Yi Shaoshuai."

When saying the last three words, the other person's tone is obviously different.

Yun Fan subconsciously grabbed Shao Xun's hand.

The title of Yi Shaoxun used to belong to Shao Xun, but now it is attached to another person. Shao Xun must have thought of the past, so it is no wonder that he suddenly becomes serious.

Shao Xun felt her movement and looked aside.

Her face was normal, not pale, and compared with Chai Ruizi, she was unreasonably calm.

But Shao Xun still asked her: "Afraid?"

Yun Fan was not afraid, but nodded.

Shao Xun gently pressed the gun next to the magazine, and the magazine slid out.

He unloaded all the bullets in it, and the bullet fell to the ground. After a few shots, it stopped moving.

He reloaded the magazine, facing his chest, pulling the trigger.

Nothing happened.

Yun Fan looked at him blankly, and listened to Shao Xun saying, "Are you not afraid?"

After speaking, he put the gun directly into her hand, as if he was going to play with her as a toy.

Yi Ning returned to sit on the ground for a while, and finally healed.

His face was fierce and painful, and the bullet grazed quickly, wiping a piece of skin on his face.

The rapid heartbeat made him understand that he was not dead.

Looking back, the bullet changed its trajectory without knowing how, it swept across his face, and was deeply embedded in the wall behind.

The other party is playing him at all!

The two entourages who followed him pulled him from the ground. He looked arrogant before, but now they dare not say a word of **** except for pulling him.

And the person who shot himself, fortunately, stood there, just like a okay person.