There was a loud noise, and everyone in the room had different reactions.
The seven traitors did not believe that Ye Xiu could survive under the influence of high-end thermal weapons.
However, Tang Dahai and Fang Qingxue had strong confidence in Ye Xiu.
Mo Lihong stared fiercely at Ye Xiu's forehead, waiting to see the blood splattering next.
But the next second, the ferocious look on his face turned into shock.
Ye Xiu sat there unharmed, with a bullet between his left index and middle fingers, his expression relaxed.
The astonishment on Mo Lihong's face turned into panic, and his teeth were chattering: "This, this, this, this, this... how is it possible, you... caught it with your bare hands!"
Not only him, but the other traitors also looked like they had seen a ghost.
"No way, it's definitely a coincidence!"
Mo Lihong roared angrily, aimed at Ye Xiu and pulled the trigger crazily.
In an instant, all the bullets inside were poured out.
But what happened next made them jump in shock.
All the bullets stopped just inches in front of Ye Xiu, motionless!
This scene is like what happened in a movie.
Ye Xiu raised his right hand and flicked a bullet.
The bullet instantly penetrated Mo Lihong's left leg. He screamed and knelt down.
Then, flick it again.
The second bullet hit his right leg, then the third hit his left hand, and the fourth hit his right hand.
His limbs were crippled in an instant.
"Ninth-level Grandmaster!"
Mo Lihong spoke with difficulty, his heart replaced by endless regret.
Others only felt a stream of cold air rushing out of the Tianling Cap, making their whole bodies feel cold.
The weight of the words "ninth-level grandmaster" was as heavy as a mountain, making it difficult for them to breathe.
Immediately, a huge feeling of regret grew in my heart.
If they had known that Ye Xiu had such strength, how could they be so arrogant?
"I am willing to surrender and hand over all my assets. Please let me live!"
Mo Lihong held back the severe pain in his body and kept kowtowing to Ye Xiu.
This look is extremely desolate.
But Ye Xiu had no sympathy for this, it was all his own fault.
puff!
A bloody hole opened in his head, and his body fell straight down.
"grandfather!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The grandchildren he brought with him were crying in grief, but they did not dare to blame Ye Xiu in the slightest.
Plop! Plop!
Seeing this, everyone else knelt down on the spot, their bodies trembling, and kept begging for mercy.
How arrogant he was just now, how embarrassed he is now.
Tang Dahai smiled, his choice was correct, otherwise he would be like them now.
Fang Qingxue's body had been tense since just now, and she relaxed now.
He didn't realize that his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
My big gamble this time was right!
Ye Xiu's eyes were cold and piercing, without any emotion.
He stood up, walked to one of the old men, lowered his head and looked down: "What's your name?"
"Little... push the door... Chen Zhi... beg the door owner for mercy."
His voice was trembling, and he peed his pants at such an old age.
"Oh, it's you." Ye Xiu nodded: "I remember that you once swore in front of Master that you would always be filial to him.
However, you made him very sad in the end, which is really unforgivable."
Click!
Ye Xiu smashed his Tianling Cap with one palm, and his body fell softly.
The remaining people cried even harder, kowtowed crazily, and had long lost their previous aloof attitude.