Jian Feng was purely here to kill some time watching the show, but now things weren't going as smoothly as they had anticipated. The other side had a gun, which was a bit tricky.
Moreover, Jian Feng's gaze fell on the face of the woman holding the Browning, and he couldn't help but frown.
For some reason, he always felt that the woman seemed somewhat familiar, as if he'd seen her somewhere before.
But no matter how hard he searched his mind, he couldn't recall where he had seen this woman.
This made Jian Feng feel a certain unease within him, inexplicable and somewhat agitated, yet he couldn't pinpoint why this agitation was arising.
Over there, Lei De stared at the Browning in Huo Sining's hand for a long time before he figured it out. His eyes revealed a mocking smile, and he looked at Huo Sining with even more ill intent:
