"Stop!"

suddenly a cold voice rings. Duan Yu looks back. It turns out that Niu Xiaoliu is holding a pistol and facing himself.

"are you trying to kill me?" Duan Yu did not fear much, but looked at these people angrily.

"I will not be soft on anyone who damages my plan!" The six corners of the ox's mouth are slightly cocked, showing an evil smile.

Duan Yushen takes a breath, wriggles at his throat, stealthily takes out a dagger from his pocket and prepares to start.

"whoosh..."

all of a sudden, a dart flashed by and directly knocked out the gun in Niu Xiaoliu's hand. When he reacted, he...