Beauty's Supreme Expert

After figuring out what was going on, the bearded man's heart abruptly stopped beating, and fear filled his heart in an instant.    

He had thought that the other party was simply lucky. The other party clearly possessed heaven-defying strength.    

Receiving a bullet empty-handed, this kind of strength was too terrifying.    

All the arrogance and smugness in his heart disappeared at this moment. The bearded man quickly threw away the gun in his hand.    

"Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding."    

With an obsequious smile on his face, the bearded man rubbed his palms together and said, "You just came over. I was just thinking of having a joke with you to liven up the atmosphere."    

To be able to receive a bullet empty-handed, this was not a skill that he could afford to provoke.    

A wise man is wise, and a bearded man has always believed in the principle of being a man.    

"This joke is not bad. I really like it."    

Looking at the coquettish bearded man in ridicule, Lin Fann used the anesthetic in his hand. He passed it over and said, "Come, stab it into your thigh."    

"This, this, this isn't good right?"    

The man's eyelids twitched, and the bearded man swallowed his saliva. "Bullets are more advanced. It won't be effective if you don't use it with the gun."    

"Three seconds. If you don't want to fight, don't blame me for being rude."    

Anaesthesia of two. Throwing the bullets to the ground, Lin Fann leaned towards the wall and said, "Now, start the timer. You still have two seconds."    

His brain had only stopped thinking for a second before the bearded man made his judgement.    

He quickly picked up the anesthetic on the ground. It bounced and then plunged into her thigh.    

A cry of pain rang out, followed by a feeling of numbness. At the same time, he heaved a heavy sigh of relief.    

Anesthesia. At least he was still alive.    

If Lin Fann made a move, he would probably die miserably.    

"That's right, you made a wise decision."    

Clapping his hands, Lin Fann shouted at his guys, "What are you guys waiting for? Why aren't you helping your boss up?"    

Although he didn't understand Lin Fann's words, his lackeys still helped him up.    

Even their boss had to smile apologetically, and as little brothers, there was no need to mention them.    

"Hang your boss on the iron gate. Remember to tie him tight."    

Pointing to the bearded man sitting on the ground, Lin Fann smiled and said, "Since your boss wants to have some fun, then as your brothers, you have to be satisfied."    

Uh, this, this.    

When they heard that they were going to tie the bearded man up, all of them were stunned for a moment.    

Look at me, look at you, no one dares to make a move.    

"If you don't want to fight, I can give you some motivation."    

Picking up the firearms on the ground, Lin Fann aimed in their direction and said: "Although it's just anesthesia. Bullets, but shooting them in your face would be very painful. "    

"Boss, sorry."    

The lackeys closest to the floor couldn't bear this and quickly reached out to take off their pants.    

"Hmm …" "Hmm …"    

The man with the full beard, who had been weakened by the anesthetic, shook his head and barked a few times.    

What was he doing, suddenly taking off his pants?    

"Oh, oh, boss, don't get me wrong. I only took off my pants to get my belt."    

Seeing the bearded man's frightened look, that lackey scratched his head in embarrassment: "I'm straight, boss, don't think you're wrong."    

"…" Other brothers.    

Whoosh.    

Hearing that it wasn't the remnants of the chrysanthemum, the stone in the bearded man's heart immediately dropped. It had to be said, it was too frightening.    

As long as it wasn't a broken chrysanthemum, anything else could be hung up, even a beating would not be a problem.    

Anyway, he was under anesthesia now, so he didn't need to worry about being unconscious.