I wish you peace and love

Ye Muan's cold face was now shrouded in a solemn look.

He carefully stepped out from his hiding place, holding the pistol tightly in his hand, with the black muzzle aimed straight at the man's head not far ahead.

"Lu Xiche, today is your end!"

Ye Muan said this with gritted teeth, but at this moment, he accidentally stepped on a dry branch on the ground.

Although the sound was extremely slight, it still reached Lu Xiche's keen ears clearly.

Hearing the unusual noise coming from behind him, Lu Xiche became alert instantly. He turned sideways and looked back.

What came into view was Ye Muan, holding a gun and with a murderous look on his face.

There was a loud "bang" and a bullet whizzed out like lightning and flew straight towards Lu Xiche.

Faced with this sudden attack, Lu Xiche reacted quickly and flexibly rolled to avoid it.

The bullet that was supposed to be fatal just passed him by. At the same time, his right hand quickly reached behind his waist, pulled out the gun, raised his hand and fired a shot upwards.

At the same time, Ye Muan had never expected that Lu Xiche could not only detect his presence in advance, but also avoid his carefully fired bullets so easily.

For a moment, anger surged in his heart, making his emotions increasingly out of control.

Seeing Lu Xiche holding the gun, Ye Muan hurriedly pulled the trigger of the gun in his hand again.

"boom--"

Two deafening gunshots rang out.

The bullets that had already left the chamber and were fired from opposite directions met in the air.

They collided fiercely with fierce momentum and huge impact force.

In an instant, sparks flew everywhere.

Although it seems that no one has the upper hand in this shot.

But it is obvious that Lu Xiche's marksmanship is slightly better than Ye Muan's.

"I knew you were hiding here."

Lu Xiche stood up, a sneer of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his deep voice was filled with undisguised contempt, "You are finally not a coward anymore, are you?"

Ye Muan glared at Lu Xiche, his contemptuous words piercing his eardrums. His lips moved slightly but he said nothing.

However, his hand holding the black pistol and pointing it at Lu Xiche involuntarily tightened a little again.

"No matter how powerful you are, don't think I'm afraid of you."

"Isn't that good?"

Lu Xiche's eyes suddenly darkened, and his voice froze into ice. "Today, we will settle all the old and new grudges!"

"Okay."

Ye Muan's expression also became unusually serious and focused. He held the pistol tightly, "Bomb my base, rob my lover, rob my business..."

The look in his eyes when he looked at Lu Xiche was filled with determined murderous intent.

"Do you know how much I hate you and how much I want to kill you?"

After he finished speaking, he quickly pulled the trigger again, but to his anger, Lu Xiche easily dodged the attack by turning sideways.

Not only that, he even had the leisure to laugh at Ye Muan: "Your shooting skills are really bad. You need to practice more if you want to kill me..."

Hearing this scornful ridicule, Ye Muan's anger was instantly ignited again. He stared at Lu Xiche and shouted with gritted teeth: "Lu Xiche! I don't believe that I can't hurt you at all!"

"I will kill you today to relieve my hatred!"

After hearing this, Lu Xiche's sexy mouth curled up into a sneer, "Kill me?"

Then a disdainful sneer came from the depths of his throat.

"Your abysmal, utterly terrible gun skills? And your mediocre skills? Don't dream on your own. You are far from being able to hurt me!"

Hearing this, Ye Muan's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, and he shouted loudly: "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

However, Lu Xiche just looked at Ye Muan calmly and responded casually: "Don't believe it? Well, if you have the ability, you can try it and see if what I said is true."

"Lu Xiche..." Ye Muan's breathing was trembling, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I will kill you!"

At this time, Ye Muan had fallen into a state of madness. He shot at Lu Xiche continuously without hesitation.

Every shot was filled with anger and hatred.

Ye Muan was so focused on killing Lu Xiche that he had no idea that he only had a few bullets left.

It was not until he fired the last bullet that he suddenly realized that the previous shot was the last bullet in his hand.

Without his weapon, he was a little scared, but he could only pretend to be calm and continued to point the gun at Lu Xiche.

It’s a pity that Lu Xiche had already noticed his abnormality.

Knowing that there was no bullet in the gun in his hand.

After the gunfire stopped, the cruel gaze instantly froze on Ye Muan.

"You're not going to kill me? Why don't you keep shooting?"

Lu Xiche narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze moved slowly, and finally stopped on the pistol he was holding tightly.

The entire pistol had a cold metallic texture, and even under this dim light, it still flashed with a cold glow.

Lu Xiche raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a half-smile: "Oh... So you are out of bullets! I thought there was some reason that made you stop?"

There was a hint of sarcasm and disdain in his words, as if he didn't take the gunman in front of him seriously at all.

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed across Ye Muan's face.

Lu Xiche could actually see through everything so easily... This really surprised Ye Muan.

"You swore just now that you were not afraid, but why has your face turned so pale now? Could it be that you were scared to death?" Seeing this, Lu Xiche laughed at him again without mercy.

Facing Lu Xiche's ridicule, Ye Muan gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Do you really think I am defenseless?"

Before he finished speaking, he swung his arm and threw the gun in his hand without hesitation.

Lu Xiche's eyes followed Ye Muan's every move.

He quickly reached behind him and in the blink of an eye he pulled out an extremely sharp Swiss Army knife that emitted a cold light.

After Lu Xiche witnessed this scene, the expression on his handsome face hardly changed at all.

"Just with this knife?" He snorted with disdain, as if he had heard some big joke, his words full of contempt, "Do you think you can kill me with it?"

"A knife is enough!" Ye Muan said viciously.

"Lu Xiche, I admit that you are very capable...it's a pity that you forgot one thing."

There was an inexplicable mystery and confidence in his voice, as if he was completely sure of his swordsmanship.

"Forgot something?"

It’s a pity that the opponent he faced this time was the extremely powerful Lu Xiche, and it was obvious that Ye Muan had greatly overestimated his true strength.

He heard Lu Xiche say, "If you really think your swordsmanship is amazing, then why not let me play with the gun in my hand for a bit."

As soon as he finished speaking, before he could make any move, in this suffocating atmosphere, a hint of ruthlessness suddenly flashed in the corners of Lu Xiche's eyes, and he raised his hand as fast as lightning and shot the other party.

"boom--"

There was a loud bang and a flash of fire. The knife in the opponent's hand was instantly knocked away by the powerful impact force, and then fell heavily two meters away from him.

The knife in his hand was gone, Ye Muan widened his eyes in shock, staring at the knife that fell to the ground.

At this moment, his heart was filled with shock and disbelief. He never expected that Lu Xiche's shooting skills were so accurate, it was simply amazing!

Seeing this, Lu Xiche became extremely arrogant, "I don't even need to use force to deal with scum like you."

After saying that, he blew the muzzle of the gun calmly, then raised his eyes and slowly looked at him. His tone was very light but extremely creepy, "Now that the knife is gone, I wonder how you can resist!"

Lu Xiche...

When he realized that he had lost his only weapon, Ye Muan quickly pounced on the knife.

However, Lu Xiche seemed to have anticipated his actions.

He flashed quickly and appeared in front of Ye Muan in the blink of an eye.

Just when Ye Muan's fingers were about to touch the Swiss Army knife, he kicked the knife away.

Under the impact of this huge force, the Swiss Army knife flew out again, far away from Ye Muan's reach.

Seeing that the knife had once again slipped away from him, Ye Muan's anger instantly burned more vigorously.

He swung his right fist out suddenly, but this seemingly fierce blow was easily caught by Lu Xiche.

He said with a slightly mocking tone: "Not enough power."

Ye Muan's right fist felt like it was firmly clamped by an iron clamp, unable to break free.

He quickly changed his strategy and kicked towards Lu Xiche, but Lu Xiche dodged the kick easily with a flash of his body, and said with disdain: "You raised your foot so low, and the attack angle is also problematic. You really have only a mediocre kung fu."

In the next few exchanges, Lu Xiche obviously did not use his full strength, but responded to Ye Muan's attacks casually as if he was teasing a puppy.

In fact, when Ye Muan took Lu Xiche's third punch, his condition was obviously not right.

"Well……"

Ye Muan groaned in pain and spat out a mouthful of blood, unable to bear it.

Even when he wasn't serious, he couldn't take three punches. This shows how terrifying and powerful Lu Xiche's skills are.

At this moment, the man's lazy look had disappeared, replaced by endless frost and cruelty.

"time up."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed Ye Muan's collar, and then threw him hard, pressing him heavily to the ground, "It's time to end it!"

Ye Muan was already at the end of his strength, and he watched helplessly as Lu Xiche picked up his saber, "Don't you want this saber very much?"

Grabbing his hair fiercely, her eyes were as bloodshot as a demon from Hell, "I'll give it to you."

The man pressed the sharp saber in his hand hard, and with a shrill scream, the person's head was separated.