"Game over!"
The chilling words of Chen Fan reverberated in Steen's ears, scaring him to the point that he failed to react at all. The other three men instantly spun around, attempting to shoot.
But——
Too late!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Three gunshots rang out one after another, and the heads of the three men exploded before they could pull the trigger.
Hot blood mixed with white fluid splashed on Steen's face and body, snapping him out of his shock.
Instinctively, he raised his gun.
"Whoosh!"
Chen Fan vanished like a phantom.
"Slam!"
The next moment, Chen Fan appeared in front of Steen, kicking the wrist holding the gun, sending it flying out of Steen's grasp.
"Don't be afraid, you have a little time left to live." After kicking the gun out of Steen's hand, Chen Fan looked down at him from above, as though looking at a dead man.
"Roar!"
Steen roared hoarsely and attempted to kick Chen Fan in the groin.
But Chen Fan was faster!
Thud!
