C582 Nangong xu went on stage

With a cold smile, he pulled out a chair and casually sat down.

"You're not my boss." His eyes were equally cold.

The sound of heavy footsteps could be heard. In less than a minute, the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at his head.

"And now?" His voice seemed to come from hell.

Time slowly passed and ten minutes went by.

The anticipation in the audience's eyes changed to impatience