"Still talking tough when you're about to die?" Xiao Nanshan stared at Chen Fei's sarcastic expression and said in a cold, gloomy voice.

"About to die? My apologies, but with you alone? I really don't see how you could possibly manage that, hmm?" At his words, Chen Fei's pitch-black eyes, as clear and deep as obsidian, suddenly shot out a piercing glare. It was like the slash of a sword, causing Xiao Nanshan's expression to shift.

"What a kid..." Elder Xiao couldn't help but sigh in admiration, despite being on the opposing side. This young man before me is truly different from ordinary people.

"Elder Xiao, this kid doesn't know what's good for him. If you ask me, we should teach him a lesson..." Xiao Qianrang interjected, making a throat-slitting gesture with a sinister tone.

In my opinion, someone like Chen Fei isn't worth recruiting. It's best to just get rid of him! That'll vent my anger and eliminate any future problems!

"Hm?"

Upon hearing this, Elder Xiao's expressionless face suddenly darkened. Then, he abruptly pulled a pitch-black pistol from his sleeve. The sinister barrel was aimed at Chen Fei, glinting coldly. A sharp whistle cut through the quiet interrogation room!

BANG!

An oversized bullet, trailing a wisp of blue smoke, shot out from the dark, sinister barrel straight for Chen Fei's head.

Xiao Qianrang, who was standing nearby, felt his pupils constrict and his face twitch. I might have suggested it, but... isn't this a bit too decisive? He's like a madman, just pulling a gun and shooting without saying a word.

But that wasn't the most shocking part. What truly astonished him was what he saw next.

CLANG!

A soft metallic sound echoed in the quiet special interrogation room. There was no splash of blood as he had imagined, nor was Chen Fei's head blown apart. Chen Fei was still standing calmly in the interrogation room, the harsh overhead light illuminating him. But now, there seemed to be something in his palm.

Xiao Qianrang's face turned pale, and he sucked in a sharp breath. Because he finally realized. He realized what an incredibly shocking scene had just unfolded before his very eyes!

His face filled with sudden terror despite his status, his gaze shrouded in panic. That... that kid actually caught the bullet with his bare hand?! How is that possible?

He was well aware that the pistol in Elder Xiao's hand was specially made, its power at least double that of a standard military pistol.

But now, a bullet from that very pistol… had actually been caught by Chen Fei? With his hand!?

Is there anything more absurd in this world? How is this possible?! Even a First-Class Ancient Warrior couldn't do something like this, right?

"...You certainly have the confidence to back up your words, young man. You've truly exceeded my expectations." At this moment, even Elder Xiao's expression changed drastically. The hand holding the pitch-black pistol had begun to tremble imperceptibly.

Clearly, having lived for so long, he understood exactly what it meant for Chen Fei to catch a bullet from his pistol with a bare hand.

It means that this young man in his twenties possesses, at the very least, strength surpassing that of a First-Class Ancient Warrior. And that means that I, Xiao Nanshan, have personally provoked a massive problem! Strength surpassing a First-Class Ancient Warrior... what does a concept like that even entail? To put it simply, not even the Special Security Bureau of the Jiangnan Province Military Region has anyone who has reached that level. And yet now, a young man in his twenties has just demonstrated that very power right before my eyes!

"Actually, I also didn't expect you to be so brazen, old sir. To resort to killing over a mere disagreement," Chen Fei's voice sounded at that moment, cool and indifferent. He was pinching the still-warm bullet in one hand. Meanwhile, his pitch-black eyes, as clear and deep as obsidian, were gradually turning ice-cold.

Killing over a simple disagreement... as expected of the great Xiao Family. How domineering.

That's right, no one died, did they? So how can it be called killing? It's just a joke.

"What do you mean, 'killing'? It was just a joke, wasn't it?" Elder Xiao's face twitched, his murky eyes flickering, and he actually managed a chuckle as he spoke.

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