"Let me ask you, are you afraid?"
Looking at the black gun in Wang Xuan's hand, Ye Qiu could tell it was real, and Kenneth was equally shocked. Being in the United States, where gun control isn't very strict, he had his own gun.
It was obvious from one glance that Wang Xuan's gun was real, so seeing Wang Xuan point the gun at Ye Qiu, Kenneth's heart was filled with guilt, "How could he have a gun, how is it possible to get a gun in Huaxia?"
"How did you get a gun?"
Ye Qiu was equally puzzled, tightly clenching his fists, and was certainly feeling tense inside.
"Haha, just a gun." Wang Xuan, seeing Ye Qiu's clenched fists, sensed Ye Qiu's tension and relaxed his own heart. He seized the opportunity while Ye Qiu wasn't on guard and struck Ye Qiu's face with the gun butt.
With a bang, Ye Qiu fell to the ground, utterly shocked by Wang Xuan's sudden attack, feeling angry. He was about to get up but paused when he saw the black gun hanging overhead.
"Don't move, or I'll kill you."
