C637 We Surrender Without a Fight

At this moment, Xiang Yayue had just raised her hand and was ready to give the order to shoot.

But Qin Lang reacted even faster. He suddenly grabbed a teacup on the table beside him and broke it into countless pieces. Then the pieces flew everywhere.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The porcelain pieces of the teacup were like flowers scattering in the sky