Wolf Eagle let out a triumphant and hearty laugh, reaching back unconsciously for the gun tucked at his waist.
To his shock, his hand grasped nothing but air, and his laughter abruptly ceased!
Plip, a bead of sweat, large as a bean, fell to the ground with a splash.
Wolf Eagle held his breath for a moment, and when he realized what was happening, he turned to flee just as a black gun barrel was pointed at his forehead.
"Stand still, don't move!" Lu Fengxuan taunted with a smirk.
Her slender fingers were on the trigger, her posture professional, without a hint of trembling or fear.
With a glance at her hand, Wolf Eagle saw that she knew how to shoot; a cold sweat broke out like a waterfall.
Xiaoyi, standing beside Lu Fengxuan, crossed his arms and bore the same taunting smile, looking at Wolf Eagle as if he were watching a performing clown.
"Uncle Wolf Eagle, your opponents aren't just my mommy but also me. Surprise, surprise, isn't it unexpected?"
