"You--" Lin Qiuhan's face trembled, and she was a little scared.

The old gun had already pointed the muzzle at Lin Qiuhan's little finger in his left hand, and pulled his finger on the trigger, and said coldly: "The first minute, the timing will begin, let's talk!"

Lin Qiuhan trembled all over because of fear. But at this moment, she still didn't speak, and could only look at Lao Qian and Yi Qiu, saying, "You attack me, my husband will not let you go."

"Your husband? Is that so-called martial arts master? I heard that he can fight, but I don't know how many moves he can use in my hands." Lao Qian said disdainfully with a smile on his face.

Yi Qiu also spoke from the side: "Qiuhan, your husband is a useless villain. Do you think it is worth it to destroy yourself for her?"

"My husband is not a villain, he is a great hero who stands tall and strong. You are a complete sinister villain." Lin Qiuhan glared at Yi Qiu and said.

Yi Qiu's face turned pale with anger and said, "Qiuhan, you--"

Before he could finish speaking, Lao Qian looked at the time and said lightly: "There are ten seconds left, I will start counting down!"

"Ten, nine, eight"

Suddenly, Lin Qiuhan's expression couldn't help but become nervous. His pretty face was tense at this moment, his face turned pale, and his delicate body trembled.

“Four, three, two—”

As the countdown was about to end, the index finger of the old gun placed on the trigger was about to start to press down.

At this moment, a loud bang came from the door and was kicked away.

Then, a figure rushed in from outside the door.

"Who?" Yi Qiu and Lao Qian turned their heads and looked at the person coming at the same time, shouting loudly.

The person who came swayed and appeared beside the bed. He hugged Lin Qiuhan on the bed and said softly: "Wife, I'm here!"

Lin Qiuhan, who was extremely nervous, was so excited that he could no longer suppress his tears when he saw Chen Fei appearing in front of him. He burst into tears and directly hugged Chen Fei and started crying.

Seeing this, Yi Qiu and Lao Qian turned their eyes.

"Oh, you are the husband of this girl!" Lao Gun said carelessly.

Yi Qiu's face darkened, glared at Chen Fei, and said in a deep voice: "Are you Chen Fei? The formula of ephedra oral liquid is in your hands?"

At this moment, Chen Fei comforted Lin Qiuhan, stood up and looked at Lao Qian and Yi Qiu, with a serious expression on his face, nodded and said, "I am the developer of Ephedra oral liquid."

"Very good, now, hand over the recipe!" Yi Qiu said.

Chen Fei glanced at Yi Qiu and said, "What are you? Why do I have to hand over the recipe?"

"You--" Yi Qiu's face sterned and glared at Chen Fei, then pulled out a gun from his waist and pointed it at Chen Fei, saying, "Boy, I think you are stupid. If you don't hand over the recipe, I will kill you with one shot."

Chen Fei was not afraid at all, but approached Yi Qiu, "Since you know the formula of ephedra oral liquid in my hands, why don't you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are. I'll hand over the recipe for me immediately, otherwise-" Yi Qiu threatened.

"There is nothing else, get out!" But before he could finish speaking, Chen Fei shook his body and kicked Yi Qiu in the stomach.

The huge force kicked Yi Qiu out directly, smashed the TV and cabinet behind him, and buried it on the floor by a pile of debris and debris.

Then, Chen Fei's eyes turned to the old gun.

Lao Qian seemed to have no reaction to Yi Qiu's injury. Instead, he looked at Chen Fei with interest and said, "It seems that the rumors still make sense. You do have two tricks."

"But! In my eyes, your hands are completely worth mentioning." Lao Gun turned the gun in his hand and looked at Chen Fei with a disdainful look, "Boy, I'll give you a chance and tell me the recipe, I can spare you."

Chen Fei shook his head, raised the corner of his mouth, and said, "No need, because--"

"—I'm not going to give you a chance." After a pause, Chen Fei suddenly poked out his right hand and grabbed the old gun.

Seeing this, Lao Qiang looked shaky, his steps slipped, and his body took a few steps back. Then, the pistol was aimed at Chen Fei at this moment and pulled the trigger with a bang.

The bullet came out of the bored body, and Lao Gun showed a smug smile on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Chen Fei and said, "I want to attack me, but I don't go and inquire what my old Gun does! There are not many people who can avoid the speed of my gun."

"Boy, go to death-----"

Just as Lao Gun proudly said the last word.

Chen Fei had no intention of dodging his bullets at all. Instead, he raised his right hand and grabbed it forward in the air, saying lightly: "No one can dodge it, so I won't dodge it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bullet had hit Chen Fei's right palm.

However, as the old gun imagined, the bullet penetrated Chen Fei's palm and brought up a piece of flesh and blood.

Instead, Chen Fei clenched his fist with a calm expression, then spread his right hand, and a completely deformed brass bullet appeared in the palm of his palm.

"This, this is impossible!" Lao Qian was shocked when he saw this, "How can you block my bullets with your flesh palm? This, this is impossible?"

Chen Fei shook his head and said coldly: "It's not impossible, but you are too weak."

"No, no. I'm a famous gunman in the world, I-" Lao Gun shouted, and at the same time he pointed the gun at Chen Fei a little crazy, preparing to pull the trigger and fire.

But before she could press the trigger, Chen Fei slapped his right palm in the air and landed on the head of Lao Gun.

In an instant, with a crisp "click", Lao Gun's neck drooped. The light in his eyes quickly passed away, and then he fell to the ground, completely losing his breath.

Old gun, dead!

After dealing with the old gun, Chen Fei turned around and looked at Yi Qiu.

Yi Qiu suddenly felt a chill all over his body, his face was bloodless, and his whole body shivered, "You, don't come here!"

Chen Fei looked at Yi Qiu coldly and said, "Tell me, who is the person behind you? What's going on with this incident?"

"Please spare me, please--" Lao Gun's death really scared Yi Qiu. After all, Lao Gun is an internationally famous underground gunman, and is a well-known figure on the FBI.

As a result, such a powerful old gun was slapped to death by Chen Fei with one palm, and blocked the bullet with no hands. All of these made Yi Qiu unable to imagine Chen Fei's strength, so when facing Chen Fei at this moment, he only had boundless fear and regret.

Chen Fei looked at the trembling Yi Qiu, raised his right hand and shouted loudly: "Don't say it--death!"
Chapter completed!