Quiet. Deathly quiet. So quiet it was as if nothing else existed between Heaven and Earth.
The moment his big brother fired the gun, Bai Chengfeng's entire body trembled with excitement because he knew the stinking beggar was doomed. But now, he looked as if he had seen a ghost. His already pale face became even paler, his eyes filled with shock.
The dozen or so men in military attire had the same reaction. Yet Bai Chenglong was more shocked than any of them, shocked as if he had seen an alien. His eyes, once full of murderous intent, were now bulging like copper bells, his gaze filled with disbelief.
He could never have dreamed that the beggar in front of him could actually catch a bullet.
What level of terror must his cultivation have reached?
Bai Chenglong dared not entertain the thought further.
