In Yu Zixiao's eyes, even if the Silver Desert Eagle aimed at his forehead was real, he had no fear that the assailant would pull the trigger. This was murder in front of a large crowd; not even an internationally renowned assassin would dare do such a thing. Moreover, Yu Zixiao didn't believe the Silver Desert Eagle was genuine.
Thinking this, the corners of Yu Zixiao's mouth curled up slightly, and his expression of disdain deepened.
The man wearing a Happy Mask saw this and said to Yu Zixiao, "I bet you're thinking the gun in my hand is fake, hmm, let's do this to prove it's real. I'll give you a demonstration first."
Saying this, the man wearing a Happy Mask lowered the barrel of the gun, and with a "bang!" Yu Zixiao's left thigh had a bloody hole! As blood splattered, Yu Zixiao's neighbor, Bingbing, was also stained on the side of her face. After a split second of shock, she covered her face and ran away screaming at the top of her lungs.
