C252 Unfair to her

With a loud crash, he was forced to kneel on the ground, clutching his chest with one hand and spitting blood, "Young Master!" He called out weakly.

In the next second, the sound of a gun being squeezed could be heard, a gun was aimed right above his head, Nangong Shaojue was holding onto the gun, his handsome face was extremely cold, her eyes had a bloodthirsty look in them