The corners of Li Haishu's mouth showed the smile of victory. Li Haishu put the gun on the barrel, and then he raised the gun to Zhang Yangzhen. Zhang Yangzhen's heart had sunk to the lowest point, but he still did not stop his action. He installed the magazine and loaded the gun.
What about gunshots?! Zhang Min thought to himself, but still pointed his gun at Li Haishan. Seeing that Li Haishan had closed his eyes, Zhang Yangzhen smiled. Bang!
The bullet went through the head, spurting out a lot of blood, splashing out, and splashing red flowers on the snow-white floor.
Li Haishu fell straight down, and blood kept gushing out of the space between his eyebrows. Zhang Yang was stunned, and he won.
###Chapter163,I Was 9.7ed to be Wind (Part 2)
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Zhang Xiao
