Pang Hai had never seen a gun pointed at his head, and he didn’t change his face, and the grin on his lips was like mocking him.
“Oh, Gavin, you thought I was just scaring you, didn’t you dare to shoot?”
Pang Hai grew up with Gavin in his early twenties. In his eyes, Gavin was an ignorant boy. “When I was playing a gun, your boy was still playing with mud. Follow me? Laozi killed you first and then killed him. The dead paparazzi!”
Whatever he said, it seemed that he couldn’t arouse Gavin’s half interest. Only his last few words made the dark light of his eyes cool down, and the breath of his body seemed to drop to zero instantly.
Pang Hai’s hand with a gun shuddered, and he became even more annoyed. The finger immediately released the safety bolt, and the click sound was like the bell of death.
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