One man and one gun had instantly stunned this group of people whose hands had no idea how many lives on them.
Li Cheng had seen all kinds of people, and he could easily read the meaning in anyone's eyes.
Most people spoke with false bravado, but the calm, unruffled gaze and tone of the young man before him left him without the slightest doubt.
This kid really dared to shoot!
"You dare..."
Xiang Shan was furious. He opened his mouth to spit out a threat, but he had only uttered two words.
When cold sweat instantly soaked through the back of his shirt.
Because under Mu Fan's indifferent gaze, his finger had pressed down another third!
He had pulled the trigger!
Once it passed halfway, the bullet in this pistol would fire directly through his brain and kill him completely.
Struggling to suppress the trembling in his heart, Xiang Shan finally shut his mouth.
Many years later, the soldiers present would likely still remember that cold, detached gaze.
Mu Fan was the first person to directly make a move inside the Special Affairs Department's base.
He was also the first person who, surrounded by dozens of Pulse Rifles, dared to press a pistol heavily against a major's forehead.
Faced with Mu Fan's indifferent gaze, which held no attempt to conceal his killing intent, Xiang Shan finally... became afraid.
This was a madman!
Yet at that moment, Rong Wei, who stood at the front, stepped forward, her eyes icy.
"Put down the pistol, or you're dead today."
Upon hearing that, Xiang Shan should have felt a glimmer of hope. Yet after meeting Mu Fan's eyes, all he wanted to do was curse Rong Wei.
Couldn't she wait until this kid let him go before talking tough!
Mu Fan did not