Chapter 174: Three Months Have Come, What About Her News (2)

Blazing fast.

In the van sat a middle-aged man with a multi-year scar on his forehead.

He took out a small pistol in his right hand and aimed it at Kwon Jin's head through the glass of the car at a distance of 200 meters.

"Don't blame me."

"I'm just taking people's money and killing people." Through the lips of the middle-aged man, you can distinguish the meaning of the words that come out of his mouth.

The driver of the right family has never experienced such a terrible thing.

Sweating profusely, he cried out in terror:

"Ahh

In a panic, the driver turned the steering wheel in a panic.

The eldest elder and vice president in the car hit the car door directly, and they didn't have time to feel the pain before they saw it

See that van.

Getting closer

The front of the truck was aimed at the direction where Quan Jin was.

"Yes, it must have been done by someone from high society!"

The Great Elder's soul was almost frightened, and his voice trembled and shouted at the driver: "Turn left!" Turn left! It's about to crash. ”

"Not good!"

"He's going to shoot Xiao Jin."

Through the glass of the truck, you can see the middle-aged man's eyes staring at Quan Jin, full of murderous energy.

He had already raised the pistol in his hand

At this moment, the driver's head went blank, and he turned left with the desire to survive.

The Grand Elder and the High Ranking stood up from their back seats, stretched out their hands, and spoke in horror as they pulled Quan Jin's arm.

"Xiao Jin!"

"Get out of the way—"

The whole car was filled with fear and panic.

Before the Great Elder could pull on the sleeve of Quan Jin's coat.

"Bang!"

"Bang!" Two gunshots rang out in a row.

The middle-aged man opened fire violently, and the bullet shot straight out of the muzzle, and for a moment, the world fell silent.

The Great Elder has lived most of his life, and he never dared to imagine that one day, Quan Jin would die under his nose.

"Whoosh—whoosh."

The two bullets shot straight at the direction of Kwon Jin's temple.

The eyes of the three people in the car widened.

The pupils dilate and contract and contract again, the heart stops, and the heart stops, desperate and helpless

"Bang!" The bullet pierced through the glass of the car and was about to crash into Kwon's temple.

But at this time of crisis!

When the bullet is only half a meter away from Kwon Jin!

The Grand Elder and Vice President in the back seat only felt the shadow of their sleeves in front of them, and then followed

"Bang-"