Qin Feng's words completely flustered Xiong Junyan.
Because Qin Feng was right, the girl really had nothing to do with him.
Whether she was dead or alive, Qin Feng could indeed be utterly indifferent.
Qin Feng walked towards Xiong Junyan, one step at a time.
As he walked, he also urged, "Aren't you going to shoot? Hurry up and shoot! Shoot her dead now. Otherwise, once I get closer, you won't have the chance to pull the trigger anymore."
When Qin Feng was still two meters away, Xiong Junyan suddenly turned the gun around.
He pointed the gun at him and immediately pulled the trigger.
Bang!
Qin Feng dodged like a specter, avoiding the bullet.
The bullet fired from Xiong Junyan's gun hit Feng Fei's shoulder.
"Ah... Ahhh..."
Feng Fei screamed in pain.
He wanted to press his hand against the gunshot on his shoulder, but he couldn't.
Because his hands were cuffed behind his back by Qin Feng.
Xiong Junyan was stunned.
He stood there in shock.
