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Zhao Fan's face was stiff, it was extremely difficult to see.

He remained silent and quietly put the gun in his hand back into his pocket.

Instead, Zhao Fan turned his face away and looked at Huang Xiao with a half-smile.

"Brother Huang! What kind of wind brought you here today?"

After Huang Xiao approached, his eyes swept over Zhao Fan and the others' distressed appearance, and then at Ye Xuanyuan who was calm and composed.

"Brother Zhao, I didn't hear about your casino. Someone came here today to make trouble, so hurry up and bring your men over to take a look!"

"Is this the kid? Tsk tsk tsk! It looks normal, but he is the only one who cleans up Brother Zhao and so many of your brothers?"

"It's just right, brother, I brought a lot of people today, do you want me to go out and teach this kid a lesson for you?"

What Huang Xiao said made sense.

It seemed that they cared about Zhao Fan, thought about him, and were even willing to help him deal with Ye Xuanyuan.

But anyone who has lived in a slum for a period of time knows it.

Huang Xiao and Zhao Fan, plus the rest, Wei Mo who hasn't shown up yet.

Although the three of them nominally divided up the business in the entire slum.

But everyone is ambitious, and they have become one of the three overlords of the slums.

Why don't you want to, alone, command the power of the entire slum.

But because back then, when the Black Dragon Gang was destroyed, the three of them got together and signed the contract.

Whenever one of the parties tries to set foot in the territory of the other, the remaining two parties will attack together.

Of course, this was on the bright side, so although the three coveted each other, they still did enough on the surface.

On weekdays, it looks like they are all friendly, but in the dark, the three forces will still wrestle with each other.

Huang Xiao originally wanted to go out to discuss a business today.

Even after learning that someone came to smash Zhao Fan's place.

But just when Zhao Fan was about to leave, his men came to report.

That person not only smashed Zhao Fan's position, but also made Zhao Fan lose face.

Even, in front of Zhao Fan's subordinates!

In public, chopped off one of Zhao Fan's fingers!

This news was so explosive that even Huang Xiao didn't believe it at first when he heard it.

Until someone brought the scene, the photo of Huang Xiao bleeding with his severed finger, betting his life with Ye Xuanyuan.

Huang Xiao directly gave up her plan to go out, and decided to take advantage of his illness to kill him!

Zhao Fan snorted coldly: "I don't like to hear what Brother Huang said?"

"What do you mean, are you saying that with my strength, I can't deal with him?"

With a smirk on Huang Xiao's face, she squinted at Zhao Fan's right palm wrapped in gauze.

"At present, it seems to be the case." Huang Xiao said.

"Oh! That's my carelessness!" Of course Zhao Fan understood the purpose of Huang Xiao's visit.

As Ye Xuanyuan said just now, they came to take his life.

Therefore, Zhao Fan must control the situation on the field before Huang Xiao's people are completely assembled.

"Just right! Brother Huang, you're here too, so I'll show you what will happen if you dare to mess with Zhao Fan!"

When the words fell, Zhao Fan suddenly raised the gun in his pocket and pointed it at Ye Xuanyuan's head.

"Your surname is Ye! I admit that your skills are pretty good, but what a pity, no matter how good your skills are these days?"

"No matter how fast your fist is, is it faster than a gun!"

After all, Zhao Fan directly pulled the trigger!

Everyone was frightened and closed their eyes!
However, the next moment, the scene that everyone expected did not happen.

No gunshots, let alone bloodshed!

Zhao Fan's shot did not fire any bullets!
Ye Xuanyuan still sat there with a calm expression on his face.

"Can you play with guns?" Ye Xuanyuan asked with a faint smile.

Zhao Fan's hand holding the gun was trembling, and he had an expression of disbelief.

"Brother Zhao, your gun won't rust, right? It can jam, right?" Huang Xiao said sarcastically.

Zhao Fan shook his head in horror, just when he pulled the trigger.

Zhu Foang clearly felt the power of the bullet ejected from the chamber!
But it was only a momentary feeling, and then, that momentum seemed to be forcibly suppressed by something!

An extremely terrifying premonition rose in Zhao Fan's heart.

He felt that the bullet must have been fired!
But the moment it was about to shoot out of the barrel, it was forcibly stopped!
Gudong!

Zhao Fan swallowed, in order to confirm his guess.

He slowly turned the muzzle of the gun, aiming at himself.

He looked at the muzzle of the gun, and as expected, the bullet was stuck at the muzzle of the gun, neither advancing nor retreating!

At this moment, a chill suddenly swept across Zhao Fan's whole body.

He sensed the danger, the danger of a bullet popping out and blowing his head off.

At the moment when this feeling hit his heart, Zhao Fan moved the hand holding the gun away from his head.

Meanwhile, bang!

A burst of gunshots almost shattered Zhao Fan's eardrums!

And that bullet was also fired from the muzzle of the gun, piercing through Zhao Fan's left ear.

Drenched with blood, Zhao Fan covered his left ear in pain, and fell to the ground in pain, rolling over and over!
And this scene, in the eyes of others, was like Zhao Fan holding a gun and shooting at himself.

Ridiculous!