The pain of his dislocated hand made the Beautiful Country native flush bright red. Veins bulged on his forehead. He gasped sharply, his expression fierce and distorted as he glared at Ye Qingyun.
"Damn Long Kingdom bastard! You dare lay a hand on me?! You must have a death wish!"
With that, the Beautiful Country native felt around his waist with his good hand and pulled out a handgun!
Chapter 459