This time, Ye Zhantian didn't hold back; he kicked Di Lingzhi to the ground and rushed over to hit him.
But Di Lingzhi suddenly pulled out a gun and pointed it at him, "Come on, let's see if your fists are faster, or my bullets."
"Di Lingzhi, you actually dare to carry a gun?" Ye Zhantian narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Last time, I should not have been merciful and spared you…"
"I'll kill you!"
Di Lingzhi directly pulled the trigger, about to shoot.
"Don't!" Nan Zhifeng hurriedly rushed over, spread her arms in front of Ye Zhantian, "Brother, please put down the gun!"
"Afeng, do you really love her that much?"
Di Lingzhi trembled with rage.
"No, it's not like that, not at all."
Nan Zhifeng knew his character was paranoid and crazed; fearing he might do something rash, she quickly shook her head to deny it, "I just don't want you to go to prison. If you were imprisoned, how would I explain it to Auntie?"
