"How about it, Sister Fang..."
Feng Qingyang smiled at Fang Zhixue.
At this moment, Gu Xiaoqing finally spoke up.
"Feng Qingyang, if you called me here just to watch you act arrogantly, then it's pointless."
"Oh?"
Feng Qingyang looked at Gu Xiaoqing playfully.
Clack!
Before anyone could react, Gu Xiaoqing stood up abruptly, raised a gun with one hand, and pointed it at Feng Qingyang, "Sorry, I'm short on time. I'll give you three seconds. Either put down the gun and talk properly or just shoot."
"Then I'll count for you, one..."
Feng Qingyang said calmly as ever.
"Three!"
Gu Xiaoqing couldn't care less about playing games with Feng Qingyang, she counted directly to three and immediately fired the gun.
Bang!
All eyes were on Nalan Yuanshu, who looked at his hand in shock, emitting a howl like a slaughtered pig, and Jiang Limin screamed just as loudly.
