Fan Zheyun frowned, and a layer of frost appeared on his face. "It's no more than three things. What you've done over and over again makes me angry!" Fan Zheyun said something and suddenly turned around. He stared at the fat man.

"You, what do you want to do?" By fan Zheyun's such a stare, the fat man felt as if he had fallen into the ice cellar. He felt extremely cold. His teeth seemed to tremble when he asked.

Thin see the situation is not good, a hand, quietly toward his waist touched the past, a pair of eyes, thief Xi Xi Xi staring at fan Zheyun.

"What I do is very simple. I want you to do the two things I just said!" Fan Zheyun stares at the fat man and talks word by word, but he is forced to come towards the fat man step by step. Being so forced by fan Zheyun, the fat man's heart bursts of fear, and his feet float, and he retreats several steps back.

"You, don't come here again, or I'll shoot you!" Fat man said, a hand trembling, the pistol to open the insurance, although it is trying to aim, but the trembling hand, but how also calm down.

"Well, you shoot. I'd like to see if it's your bullet or my man!" Fan Zheyun had a pair of small hands on his chest and held them tightly. What he said made the fat man feel a great pressure in his heart. However, the thin man had already started to retreat. In his hand, he held another pistol. This is the way for the thin man to protect his life. At any time, he was carrying two pistols. In the case of one of them, he was in vain, He would use another one until he killed the enemy. At this time, he would retreat quietly. Once he reached the safe distance, he would shoot and remove the danger in front of him!

The fat man was pressed by fan Zheyun step by step and retreated again. The gun in his hand was raised high. With a bang, the fat man twisted his head and didn't dare to see it again. Just at the moment when his head was twisted, the fat man seemed to see a shadow flash by. The fat man felt his hand was tight. He turned his head and took a small hand, The bullet he shot from such a close distance just hit the opposite wall. In a big surprise, the fat man quickly shrunk his hand and wanted to get rid of the little hand. Unexpectedly, the little hand gently grasped and pulled down. The fat man screamed and broke his wrist.

Fat hands of the pistol, also fell toward the ground, fan Zheyun stretched out a small foot, just to catch the pistol.

Bang! There was another shot. It turned out that the thin man saw that the situation was critical and did not dare to hesitate. He shot at fan Zheyun. Fan Zheyun did not lift his head. With a light kick from his foot, he kicked the pistol that had fallen to his foot towards the thin man. With a click, the bullet just hit the pistol and sparked.

The thin man was stunned by this situation and forgot to flash back for a moment. Just before the pistol fell back to the ground again, the thin man also felt a flash of black line in front of him, and got into a thick fragrance of orchid in his nostrils, but he was covered with a cold object on his neck.

"You, don't kill me!" The thin man didn't dare to look down at what it was against his neck, but he knew that it was absolutely something that could kill people. If he dared to resist, he believed that this charming looking beauty would cut her neck impolitely with it.