Zhang He was shot.
A bullet blew his brains out from the back of his head.
He collapsed motionless right in front of Ye Wenhan, eyes wide open even in death.
Meanwhile.
All the others who had been waiting here with Ye Wenhan drew their guns and pointed them menacingly at the man who had killed Zhang He.
"Drop your weapons!" Ye Wenhan ordered.
Everyone was looking at Ye Wenhan.
Ye Wenhan said, "If you don't want to end up like Zhang He, then drop your weapons!"
Everyone exchanged looks, daring not to act rashly.
"Zhang He is now dead, and Qian Guanshu will soon be. If you stick with me in the future, I won't treat you unfairly!" Ye Wenhan declared loudly.
A number of Jun Minghan's men who were behind him had their guns trained on Ye Wenhan's men.
"Your master is dead. You should find other roads. After all, we're all just people's henchmen. Following me won't do you a disservice!" Ye Wenhan barked.
Everyone remained in a stalemate.
After a while.
