It was only for a moment.
Shen Liao and Gu Xia only felt their vision blur for a moment before Quan Jue disappeared, and Chi Jiao was placed behind them by him.
In another breath, Quan Jue had already arrived behind Ding Yuan and Ding Fu.
Ding Fu was kicked harshly. Before his brain could process what had happened, he was sent flying to the ground.
At the same time, the tip of the arrow slashed a gash on Ding Yuan's hand. Caught off guard by the pain, his hand holding the gun relaxed. Immediately after, a large hand with distinct fingers steadily caught the gun.
The cold muzzle was then pressed against Ding Yuan's temple.
"Don't move, or your brain will explode." The young man's deep, demonic voice rang softly in Ding Yuan's ears. His body instantly froze as he didn't dare to move.
All of this happened in less than five seconds.
It was so fast that no one could see what was happening.
