"I don't like others pointing guns at me!"
Ye Feng's words were indifferent and calm, but the calmer he was, the colder his aura became, making Guo Qiming shudder unconsciously!
"Dammit..."
Guo Qiming hesitated, for he had just felt a chilling breath from Ye Feng, as if he wasn't pointing a gun at Ye Feng but rather at a Demon!
Shaking his head vigorously, Guo Qiming managed to dispel those strange thoughts from his mind, and then the look he gave Ye Feng was full of malice:
"I'm asking you one last time, are those Black Men brought here by you? Are you a traitor!!!"
Seeing that the few remaining bodyguards were on his side, Guo Qiming felt very confident, almost believing that Ye Feng was a plaything in his hands, to be shaped however he wanted!
As he spoke, Guo Qiming pressed the gun forcefully against Ye Feng's forehead.
And seeing this, Ye Feng smiled, but his smile was so icy cold that anyone familiar with him would definitely know he was truly enraged!
