Chapter 561: Performance

Chen Nan subconsciously took two steps back, with a trace of fear in his eyes, looking at the pistol he was holding in his hand just a second ago, his breathing involuntarily became rapid.

"You, you dare not shoot."

Chen Nan said, but his tone was a little trembling, and the sweat on his forehead fell like rain.

Ye Ziheng smiled lightly, and opened the safety of the pistol with his thumb.

"What do you think?"

That's right, Chen Nan didn't turn on the safety when holding the pistol before. I don't know if it was because he was afraid of accidental fire, or because he was too nervous and didn't turn on. That's why I talked to him so confidently for so long.

Seeing Ye Ziheng turn on the safety of the pistol, Chen Nan panicked, his face lost the fierceness before, and he knelt down on the ground with a "plop", begging.

"Brother Ye, Brother Ye, I was wrong, please let me go, I promise I will never dare again, and I will never dare again."

As Chen Nan spoke, tears welled up in his eyes.

This time, Ye Ziheng didn't see the resentment in Chen Nan's eyes again. At this time, Chen Nan had nothing but fear and panic in his eyes.

But this doesn't mean that after Ye Ziheng let him go, he won't come back to trouble Ye Ziheng again, it can only mean that Chen Nan is really afraid of death.

"Don't provoke others in your next life."

Ye Ziheng suddenly bowed his head to Chen Nan's ear, and then said these words towards him.

As soon as Chen Nan heard this, his whole body jumped suddenly, and he was about to yell for mercy, but Ye Ziheng didn't give him this chance at all, picked up the pistol, and then slammed his back with the pistol After hitting Chen Nan's shin, Chen Nan passed out on the spot.

Then, Ye Ziheng turned his head to look at the dozen or so big men lying on the ground, with a gleam of coldness in his eyes.

Seeing Ye Ziheng look at those big men, their hairs immediately stood up, but they didn't dare to move, so they could only turn their heads to one side, and then pretended to be dead.

Seeing this, Ye Ziheng showed a contemptuous smile on his face, then he picked up the pistol in his hand, holding the handle of the gun with one hand and the casing of the gun with the other.

"Kach~"

Ye Ziheng's hand on the gun casing suddenly exerted force, and then he operated violently again. In less than a second, the pistol that was originally in good condition turned into dozens of various pistols. parts, lying in his hands.

However, because Ye Ziheng didn't know much about firearms themselves, dismantling the gun this time was completely forced, so many parts of the gun body were dismantled by Ye Ziheng.

However, even so, this did not affect Ye Ziheng's loading of the 13 in the slightest. He picked up the magazine again, and then ejected the bullets from the magazine with an astonishing hand speed.

Ye Ziheng's speed was frighteningly fast. After the first bullet was ejected, it didn't even have time to fall. Then, all the remaining bullets in the magazine flew up one by one.

In the end, all the bullets in the magazine ran out, and Ye Ziheng squeezed the magazine in his hand again, directly deforming the magazine.

Then Ye Ziheng threw the magazine into the sky and flew into the air, then Ye Ziheng quickly stretched out his hand to catch all the bullets that had been ejected before, and finally, the bullet that was deformed by the grip The folder also fell into his hands.

(to be continued)