Le Yu drew his gun and fired; no one could react in time.
Except Jing Zhengfeng.
At the moment the gun sounded, Jing Zhengfeng had already supported himself on the table with one hand, flipping and jumping up. While dodging, his five fingers clawed towards Le Yu, unleashing a light burst that bit like a wolf!
Biting Battle Technique · Desolate Bite!
Clang!
Le Yu casually punched, and Jing Zhengfeng's light burst was instantly shattered like a bubble. Mid-air, Jing Zhengfeng was struck by Le Yu's punch, causing him to lose balance and fly out, falling to the ground. However, the moment he landed, he rolled and stood up like a carp straightening its body, showing he frequently fought and wouldn't dare stay on the ground regardless of pain or injury.
After the rapid exchange of blows in a flash, the others finally reacted, and the quiet Hui Fu Hall erupted into chaos:
"Young Master, how could you—"
"He actually fired!?"
"Move, move quickly!"
