Chapter 490 The Taste of Being a Little Wife (15)

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Dashuai Yi also reminded himself more than once not to mess with people who shouldn't be messed with.

The anger just now subsided, and now only rationality and rising fear remained.

His hand on the gun dropped.

Shao Xun smiled lightly, his voice was very soft, no one knew whether his smile was happy or unhappy.

He reached out to his waist and quickly pulled out a pistol.

He held the gun in his slender hand, stretched his arm straight, and pointed the black muzzle straight at Yi Ninggui's head.

There was a piercing chill in his pitch-black eyes, and he had a half-smile, and when the nerves of the others were tense, he uttered another very breaking sentence.

"Kill me, and the entire Marshal's Mansion will only face endless troubles."

He was not exaggerating.

No matter how powerful Marshal Yi is, he's only on Bai's side.

But Shao Xun takes black and white, and no one can do anything to him.

When he dies, those hidden forces will surface, and the Marshal's Mansion will not be able to afford to go around.

"However, do you believe it? If I kill you here today, nothing will happen to me."

He looked at Yi Ninggui calmly. After all, Yi Ninggui came here not long ago. He hadn't experienced any major events before. Now he was terrified, but he didn't dare to show it. He could only hold on and say, "I'm the young Handsome, you can't run away even if I'm dead."

Shao Xun raised his hand holding the gun, and he smiled at Yi Ninggui: "Try?"

After speaking, without blinking his eyes, he pulled the trigger.

The sound of gunshots reached everyone's ears, and someone fell directly on the sofa.

Yi Ninggui only felt a gust of wind brushing against his cheek, and the stinging pain for that second made him feel like he was already dead.

He fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

"What, exciting? Young Marshal Yi."

When the next three words were said, the tone of the other party was obviously different.

Yun Fanfan subconsciously took Shao Xun's hand.

The title of Young Marshal Yi used to belong to Shao Xun, but now it is held by another person. Shao Xun must have thought of the past, no wonder he suddenly became serious.

Shao Xun felt her movement and looked to the side.

Her face was quite normal, not pale, compared to Chai Ruizi, she was unbelievably calm.

But Shao Xun still asked her: "Afraid?"

Yun Fanfan was not afraid, but nodded.

Shao Xun pressed lightly next to the magazine of the gun, and the magazine slid out.

He unloaded all the bullets inside, and the bullets fell to the ground, flicked a few times, and stopped moving.

He reloaded the magazine, pointed at his chest, and pulled the trigger.

Nothing happened.

Yun Fan looked at him blankly, then heard Shao Xun say: "Aren't you afraid?"

After speaking, he directly stuffed the gun into her hand, as if planning to use it as a toy for her.

Yi Ninggui sat on the ground for a while, and finally regained his composure.

His face was burning with pain, and the bullet passed by so fast that it scratched a piece of skin on his face.

The rapid beating of his heart let him know that he was not dead yet.

Looking back, the bullet somehow changed its trajectory, brushed past his face, and embedded itself deeply into the wall behind him.

The other party is simply playing him!

The two attendants who were with him pulled him up from the ground. They looked very domineering before, but now they didn't dare to say a word of nonsense other than pulling him.

And the person who shot at him was still standing there, as if nothing happened.