If the fist is bigger than the gun, why do you need a gun?

At this moment, McRae opened his mouth and was speechless.

"Who are you?" McRae was half squinting at Douglas!

Without any nonsense, just take a gun out of your pocket and aim it at your head.

Such a cruel person is definitely not a nobody.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is your attitude. Do you still want to fight with me now?" Douglas said with a smile.

Do it?

What else?

You put the muzzle of the gun on my head, and asked me if I could do it?

Are you funny, or do you treat me as a fool?

"You're cruel. Today I'm McRae's dead, but we'll see if we don't turn the mountain and the water will turn." With that, McRae wanted to be reborn and leave.

"Wait!"

But before he could make two steps, Douglas suddenly started to stop him.

"Well?" McRae frowned and his eyes fixed on Douglas

"Were you threatening me?" Douglas said coldly.

Threat?

That's right. McRae gave a cold smile and didn't speak.

"What I hate most is threats, especially life threats."

"So I've developed a habit of nipping him in the bud whenever there's a threat." Douglas laughed, only a little grimly.

He had never expected that such a punk like McRae would dare to threaten him.

He is playing lanterns in the pit and looking for death!

Nip the threat in the bud.

In a word, McRae's little heart was in his throat.

What does this guy want?

Does he want to kill himself in front of everyone?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. If there are so many people present, if he really kills himself, he will never be able to eat all around!

At the thought of this, McRae's little heart was a little set.

He looked at Douglas and said with a smile, "Douglas, I don't know who you are, but you dare not kill me!"

Dare not?

Brother, you seem to have misunderstood something.

Without any nonsense, Douglas raised his right hand and roared out. The butt of his gun hit McRae's face in an instant.

"Bang ~", McCray was hit and staggered.

Distance pain, almost let him not come up!

Even so, Douglas had no sign of stopping.

He kept pounding McRae on the head with the butt of his gun until he broke his head.

Bang!

McRae fell to the ground with a sudden jerk.

Then Douglas stepped on McRae's face, the muzzle of the gun pointed at McRae, and his eyes showed ferocity.

"Now do you think I dare not?" Said Douglas.

The sound line is very cold, which makes people feel chilly.

Dare not?

Don't you dare to go there!

The man in front of him was a desperado who was even more ferocious than himself.

He can really kill himself.

"Gollum ~" McRae swallowed his saliva carefully, but he was unable to speak.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but he doesn't dare to.

He was afraid that as long as he opened his mouth, the other side would directly jump his forehead!

Damn it!

I don't think I've been in Cambridge for so many years. I didn't expect that I capsized in the gutter today!

This damn Leo, if you had paid the money earlier, it wouldn't have happened!