Lin Fan didn't bother to intervene. To Lin Fan, Gao Jian was just a minor figure, not worth getting personally involved!
Seeing red wine on the table, Lin Fan poured himself a glass and sipped leisurely, watching Nalan Qiankun's back with amusement, ready to see how he would deal with Gao Jian, and whether he truly had the potential Lin Fan was cultivating!
"Ah, I'll fight you to the end…"
Gao Jian shouted madly, suddenly pushing Nalan Qiankun away with unknown strength.
Spotting a dagger on the ground, Gao Jian hurriedly grabbed it and turned to stab at Nalan Qiankun's chest!
"Qiankun, watch out!"
Nalan Suqin's face changed instantly, shouting urgently.
The dagger cut through the air with a "whoosh," as if blowing the horn of death!
Bang~
The sound of a gunshot rang out!
Lin Fan held a wine glass in one hand, picked up the Desert Eagle with the other, raised it, and fired a shot!
