C147 There Was No Rush to Kill!

"Ahh!"

After the gunshot.

Zhao Tianxiang hugged his bloody right leg and wailed in pain on the ground, rolling around.

However, before he could scream twice, he was directly thrown out by the burly man in black like he was throwing trash.

Zhang Xiaofann only sneered at all of this.

He looked at the muzzle of the gun that was constantly emitting smoke, and a cold light flashed across his eyes