But it was all too late, the first few assassins were merely a distraction for the crowd, the real trump card was the bomb in the box, and the assassin operating the control device.
Ye Chenfeng's mind was swarmed with a myriad of frustrations, as this person now aimed not only for the Gambling King's life but the lives of everyone here.
In an instant, Ye Chenfeng, breaking out in a cold sweat, made his move, grabbing a leather shoe from his foot and hurling it with the speed of lightning.
"Ah!"
The assassin's face twisted into a grim smile as he harshly pressed the button, but at that moment, a black leather shoe flew at him like lightning.
"Bang!"
It struck the man's wrist and the control device instantly flew out of his grasp.
The control device flew straight towards the Gambling King, Ximen Qian's position, and he conveniently caught it, breaking into a cold sweat.
The assassin was immediately subdued by Ximen Qian's subordinates and was held firmly to the ground.
