The three of them halted abruptly at the sight of the object in Zheng Minghui's hand, Guo Nan hesitated, trying to figure out whether the rifle was real or not.
"Is this... real or fake?"
"You can try it yourself!"
Zheng Minghui pointed the rifle at Guo Nan's head, scaring him. But the other two appeared skeptical, doubting the authenticity of the rifle in Zheng Minghui's hand.
"So, what do you say, will you be my subordinates?"
The two hesitated, not daring to move recklessly.
"Don't listen to him, it's definitely a fake!" Sensing the danger, Guo Nan shouted and then rushed towards Zheng Minghui.
Bang!
A bloody blossom burst from his thigh. Seeing Guo Nan's reaction, Zheng Minghui didn't bother with any additional talking and shot him in the leg!
"Ah! My leg! Damn you Zheng Minghui, give me back my leg!"
"Still yelling? Damn you!"
