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"Click!"
The man pulled the trigger, a few strands of malice flashed in his eyes, and he shouted, "Do you believe it? I'll blow your head off with one shot!"
"Blow my head off?"
Ye Xuan chuckled helplessly.
Just a handgun and you think you can blow his head off?
Seriously, what a joke.
If you had an AK47, maybe there would be a slight chance to touch his fingernail.
Kid.
Shooting with a handgun won't even get you close to him, alright?
"You're charged with assaulting a police officer and escaping prison. Just these two charges are enough to put you away for years."
The man sneered coldly, the black muzzle of the gun pressed firmly against the back of Ye Xuan's head.
"Be a good boy, take the gun off my head right now. If you do, I'll consider going easy on you when I beat you up later."
Ye Xuan laughed coldly, but there was a hint of anger on his face.
What he hated most was someone pointing a gun at his head.
"Beat me up? You and what army!"
