Chapter 468: Next in Line

"Aaah—" Blood dripped from Murong Feixiong's lips as he staggered backward. But Ye Fan was faster. He charged at Feixiong with astonishing speed. It was like a sharp blade being unsheathed. The audience watched with wide eyes, and Gong Suqin instinctively cried out, "Watch out, young master!" "Whoosh!" Seeing Fan closing in again, Feixiong's eyes turned fierce. He stepped back six times, then reached behind him for a short gun. "Click..." Before he could pull the trigger, Fan grabbed his wrist...