The opponent stood tall and puffed out his chest, completely unfazed by the gun in Wuwan’s hand, his gaze filled with defiance as he looked at the prince.
"Even the Northern Dragon Head, Lin Ce, has never called me a fool. Who do you think you are to talk to me like that? I’ll spray you into oblivion!"
As he finished speaking, Wuwan swapped out the magazine, chambered a round, and pulled the trigger.
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