My Grandpa Is A Super Godly Tyrant

Previously, Lin Fei had grabbed the bullet with his bare hands.    

But now, Wen Biao kept pulling the trigger, and more than ten bullets shot towards Lin Fei.    

In her opinion, Lin Fei was in danger!    

Even if Lin Fei was a god, he could not possibly block more than ten bullets!    

Swish! Swish!    

In that split second, Lin Fei extended his hand and easily grabbed the dozen bullets.    

After that.    

Clang! Clang! Clang!    

Lin Fei threw almost all the bullets in his hands onto the ground.    

There was only one bullet left in his hand.    

Wen Biao was still pulling the trigger.    

However, there were no more bullets in his gun.    

No matter how hard he pulled the trigger, he did not shoot out another bullet.    

"Wen Biao, it's useless. Just kill yourself!" Lin Fei said slowly.    

At this moment, Wen Biao was scared out of his wits.    

He turned around and ran.    

He regretted it so much!    

If he knew this earlier, Lin Fei would never be a human. Today, he would never come to Wenbo Restaurant to seek revenge on Lin Fei.    

Lin Fei was too scary.    

More than ten bullets were unable to hurt Lin Fei.    

When he thought of this.    

Wen Biao almost peed himself.    

Right at this moment.    

Swoosh!    

Lin Fei threw the remaining bullet in his hand towards Wen Biao.    

In the blink of an eye.    

The bullet hit Wen Biao's head.    

Bang!    

Wen Biao fell to the ground. He could not be more dead.    

This scene scared Wen Xiaofaang so much that her mouth was wide open.    

Dead.    

Her brother Wen Biao died just like that.    

How was this possible?    

Wen Xiaofaang couldn't accept such an outcome for a moment!    

Previously, when her brother Wen Biao came, she thought that her brother Wen Biao would definitely help him take revenge.    

But in the end, her brother, Wen Biao, died in Lin Fei's hands.    

The huge contrast stunned Wen Xiaofaang.    

At this moment.    

In Wenbo Restaurant, there was no sound at all.    

"Hou Shanshan, have you forgiven Wen Xiaofaang?" Lin Fei looked at Hou Shanshan and asked.    

"Hou Shanshan, I was wrong. I will kowtow to you. Please forgive me!" Wen Xiaofaang did not have her brother, Wen Biao, to rely on. She was afraid and her body trembled violently.    

Therefore, she knelt in front of Hou Shanshan and kept kowtowing to her. She only hoped that Hou Shanshan could forgive her.    

At this time, Hou Shanshan felt like she was dreaming.    

Fifteen years ago, ever since her parents and brother were washed away by the flood, there was no one to protect her anymore.    

All these years, everyone bullied her, no one protected her.    

Now, Lin Fei stood out to protect her, and it made her feel very warm in her heart.    

When she thought of this.    

Tears flowed down her face, but she failed to live up to her expectations.    

"Thank you, Lin Fei. Thank you so much." Hou Shanshan's face was full of tears. She had been moved to tears.    

She saw Hou Shanshan crying. Many emotions surged into Lin Fei's heart.    

In the past, he was a poor loser.    

Everyone looked down on him.    

Many people wanted to bully him.    

That type of feeling really wasn't good.    

But at least, he had his mother, Zhang Huizhen, who loved him.    

What about Hou Shanshan?    

Hou Shanshan could not feel any warmth in Huang Wenbo's house.    

In her life, she was bullied everywhere.    

She was even more miserable than herself!    

"Alright, stop crying. No one will bully you anymore in the future." Lin Fei patted Hou Shanshan's back and comforted her.    

"Thank you." Hou Shanshan cried even harder.