The two groups faced off in the hall, everyone on edge, constantly watching the other's movements, not daring even to blink for fear of missing any action.
Having lived in the underworld for years, they were used to such scenes; one careless move and they could lose their lives.
At this life-and-death moment, no one would joke about their own safety.
The atmosphere in the hall was so quiet that even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard clearly.
Xiao Chen held a gun to John's head, his expression so dark it could almost drip water.
The gun was already loaded, and he could blow John's head off immediately with a squeeze of his finger.
But John showed no fear or concern, merely smirked and used his fingertip to push away the gun pointed at his head by Xiao Chen.
He raised his eyes to look at Xiao Chen, speaking indifferently, "Instead of threatening me with a gun here, you should ask Lan Yue if she wants to return to D Country with me or stay here with you."
