Chapter 222

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But everyone present felt a chill rising from the soles of their feet, like a cold dagger. The sharpest side is lowering your neck. Life has the illusion of being harvested at any time.

Especially Bai Guanqing, she felt that at the moment when yexuanchen looked at her eyes, her life was already in the hands of the teenager.

The cold sweat came out from her forehead. Bai Guanqing's hand holding the gun trembled. This was not what she wanted, but the reaction of her body involuntarily.

This feeling... Is fear. The young man's eyes make people feel fear!

The next second, Bai Guanqing's wrist ached and the gun in his hand fell off instantly.

"Ah!" Bai Guanqing retreated in pain. Her wrist seemed to be hit by something. It was almost broken. She looked up and found a small red dot on her wrist, which was changing from red to dark purple.

The cuff link fell to the ground and turned for a long time before it stopped. Ling Tian's eyes coagulated. This button was on the sleeve of yexuanchen, and it was the button that just attacked Bai Guanqing!

Chu Junyan and Guoguo didn't see what was happening at all. Bai Guanqing had covered her wrist with a pale face.

Night xuanchen slowly stood up from the sofa, then walked to Bai Guanqing's fallen pistol, bent down to pick it up, and then seemed to be very interested and played in his hand.

Chu Junyan's heart mentioned his throat. He was afraid that if yexuanchen was unhappy and shot Bai Guanqing, he would be finished. His brother would chop him into slag, wrap him into steamed stuffed buns, and finally feed the dog.

The pistol turned in yexuanchen's hand. It seemed that he had had enough. Yexuanchen smiled and said, "next time, if you point this thing at me..."

His words didn't finish, but his hand moved. The pistol gradually bent in his hand and then deformed. Finally, in the shocked eyes of several people, the pistol was directly kneaded into a mass of scrap iron and thrown into the trash can.

Ling Tian's eyes flashed a different color. He could easily knead a pistol into a scrap iron. The power of ordinary people couldn't do it at all!

Bai Guanqing stared at yexuanchen in shock, as if he were looking at a monster. Even the pain on his wrist was not so obvious.

Chu Junyan was so shocked that he was incomparable. It turned out that the pistol could still be used as plasticine??

Guo Guo directly covered his mouth and pinched his waist with his hands. Is this an illusion?

Sure enough, it didn't hurt at all. It was really an illusion.

Chu Junyan's expressionless head, "have you pinched enough?"

"Er..."

Night xuanchen glanced at several people, and finally stopped his eyes on Ling Tian's face, "I still have to rest. I don't have time to watch you fight in your dens. If you have something to say, don't waste my time! "

At first glance, he looks like an impatient young master, but he inexplicably gives people a sense of resentment towards his little daughter-in-law.

Ling Tian flashed a smile at the bottom of his eyes, picked up the document on the table, opened it, and handed it directly to ye xuanchen, "sign and press a fingerprint."

Chu Junyan immediately handed over the pen and ink pad, and then prepared to solve the doubts of yexuanchen at any time, but unexpectedly, yexuanchen didn't read the content and signed directly.

"Where are the fingerprints?" Night Xuan Chen frowned and asked.

"Er... Here!" Chu Junyan opened the last page.

[Er Xuanshuai?]