Swish.
The attack from the middle-aged man stopped abruptly, almost forcibly.
His sharp gaze instantly turned to Chen Xinyi, who had issued the warning.
Indeed, the one who had shouted about firing the gun was Chen Xinyi.
She only had the power of a top-tier expert and naturally couldn't match the Grandmaster-level middle-aged man.
But she had a gun in her hand; she didn't believe the middle-aged man wouldn't fear it.
After the middle-aged man halted his steps, he saw the gun Chen Xinyi pointed at him and immediately laughed as if he heard a gigantic joke, "Hahaha... do you think having a gun can threaten me?
Ridiculous! But you have smooth skin and a pretty face; once I teach this kid a lesson, I'll take you back for some fun."
As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man swept his large hand, and a wild gust rolled toward Chen Xinyi.
Chen Xinyi instantly felt the gust carrying enormous force, making her stagger back several steps, almost falling.
