In the carriage, Nick's face turned pale. Did his two subordinates be ruined like this?

Nick glanced at the other two behind him.

Two men in suits understood the truth and rushed up and quickly came towards Qin Muran's fierce spirit in the narrow aisle.

Qin Muran raised his eyebrows and raised a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Just as two men in suits rushed to Qin Muran, Qin Muran was agile and as fast as lightning, and stood up quickly.

Take action!

moment!

No one saw clearly what was going on, two men in suits were already lying on the ground.

Nick frowned, and a look of astonishment appeared in his expression. He did not expect that this oriental man would have such skills.

"Orientals, I didn't expect you to have a few more chances. No wonder you are so arrogant!"

Nick said coldly.

"Haha... it's not that I'm awesome, it's people from your Witt family. They're so useless!"

Qin Muran smiled.

Nick frowned, clenched his two iron fists tightly, took the horse himself and fisted.

Qin Muran didn't even look at such a person directly, and a random energy was released. Invisibly, Nick was directly hit in the chest by an invisible energy!

"ah!"

After a scream, Nick was beaten back a few steps and overwhelmed a seat.

“Fuck!”

Nick scolded angrily.

He didn't know that the power Qin Muran used just now was less than one hundred, otherwise he would have died more than a dozen times now!

Qin Muran stood up with a smile on his face and walked towards Nick.

After the power just now, Nick had already felt in his heart that Qin Muran's skills were not something he could easily offend, so Nick did not act rashly.

Qin Muran walked to Nick, looked around, with a disdainful smile on his lips.

"Hmph... are you all this kind of waste in your Witt family?"

Qin Muran laughed jokingly.

While speaking, in the carriage, all eyes looked at Qin Muran, but Qin Muran's eyes were only staring at Nick's back midfielder, because he saw the hidden killing weapon.

"The Witt family, but so, what other means can they use it!"

Qin Muran stayed behind Nick for a while and said with a smile.

Nick's face looked extremely ugly, but he remained silent and said nothing.

Just after Qin Muran returned to his seat again, Nick slowly took two steps back, quickly took out a Desert Eagle pistol from his waist with both hands, and pointed the muzzle at Qin Muran coldly.

"Haha...boy, didn't you ask me what other means? Then I'll satisfy you. How about it? I didn't expect we had a gun!"

Nick smiled proudly.

At this time, Vettex, who was sitting next to him, also showed a smug smile.

"Nick, you've done a good job. Kill this Oriental man and I'll give you a salary!"

Vitex shouted excitedly.

Because Qin Muran's kick just now almost made him lose his son and grandson. How could this hatred, the second young master of the Wit family, swallow it?

"Orientals, aren't you quite arrogant? If you have the ability, you will continue to be arrogant!"

Nick laughed coldly.

In Nick's view, Qin Muran's life and death are all in his own thoughts.

In the carriage, the passengers around them showed horror and fled to the other carriages.

"This oriental man is really dead this time!"

"Yes, the power of the desert eagle can kill a buffalo with one shot. This oriental man is finally going to pay the price for his arrogance!"

...

All the passengers watching were relish and they were not too troublesome to watch the fun.

Qin Muran sat upright and looked calm. Facing Nick's cold muzzle, his expression seemed to have not changed at all.

After all, this is not the first time he has encountered this situation.

If you act seriously, let alone a gun, even if you aim more than a dozen guns at him, how could you hurt him at all?

"Hmph...gun? I just remembered that you can legally own guns in the West, and you can't help but have guns..."

Qin Muran smiled indifferently.

"It's a pity that you think about it a little too late now!"

Nick said coldly.

Qin Muran looked calm, as if he didn't take Nick's words to heart at all.

"It's not too late. Even if the gun is in your hands, what's the use of a waste like you? Can you kill me?"

Qin Muran smiled without hesitation.

Passengers hiding in the aisle of the car and watching the fun all sarcastically.

"Is this Xia people brain problem?"

One man whispered.

"In this case, he can actually laugh? As long as Nick gently pulls the trigger, his head will bloom..."

Another person said.

In the eyes of others, Nick's gun pointed coldly at Qin Muran. In this situation, it is difficult for anyone to turn the situation around.

Unless, a miracle happens!

"Shi Guoren, you are too arrogant. Do you think I dare not kill you?"

Nick said coldly, a trace of murderous aura was already revealed in his eyes.

"No, I think you are not qualified to kill me."

Qin Muran smiled.

Nick frowned, glanced at the gun in his hand, and raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"What did you say? I'm not qualified to kill you? Hum... Oriental people, as long as I pull the trigger, you will be dead. Now, do you still think I'm not qualified?"

Nick said coldly.

Qin Muran looked at the pistol in Nick's hand and couldn't help laughing.

"Then you can try to pull the trigger. If the gun fires, I'm unlucky."

Qin Muran said calmly.

Nick's face was gloomy and full of suspicion. Could this oriental man really be afraid of death?

"What? You, are you really not afraid of death?"

Nick said in surprise.

After all, in this case, normal people should feel the fear of death.

"I'm at least not afraid of dying under your gun, because your gun cannot fire at all, so you are not qualified to kill me."

Qin Muran smiled.

"Oriental, do you think I'm scaring you with a toy gun?"

Nick said.

"I've said it very clearly. You can pull the trigger and try it, and we can make a bet."

Qin Muran said.

"Betting? What do you want to bet?"

Nick asked.

"I bet on whether your gun will fire. If the gun is fired, my life will be yours. If the gun doesn't fire, I will destroy your gun's hand. How about it?"

Qin Muran smiled calmly, as if he was sure to win, and he was confident.

"Okay, it sounds like a very good bet, so let you see if I'm qualified to kill you!"

Click!

Nick pulled the trigger!

The gun was just a blank sound and did not fire bullets.

Everyone showed a look of shock. What was going on? Is the gun in Nick's hand really just a toy?

"What? This is unscientific!"

Nick exclaimed, his expression slightly dull.

Qin Muran raised his lips, a smile appeared, and his tone became cold in an instant.

"It seems that you lost this bet."

After the words came, Qin Muran's figure flashed and quickly appeared in front of Nick. He raised his right hand lightly, and there was a click.

"ah!"

Nick let out a heart-wrenching scream, and the sound echoed throughout the aisle.
Chapter completed!