Zhang Chen still refused.

Brush!

Patton and Rant couldn't help it, and both took it out and snatched it, pointing at Zhang Chen in unison.

"We know you don't have a gun in your hand now, and it takes at least three seconds to get a gun from Ian's hand. In three seconds, we can make you die ten times!" Rant snorted coldly, "This is your own death, don't blame us!"

"Why would I blame you?" Zhang Chen said with a smile, "After all, no one would hate the two idiots who delivered food."

Patton and Rand suddenly felt cold all over their bodies, and a murderous aura had already locked the two of them.

Bang bang!

Amid the gunshots that sounded almost at the same time, a bright flower bloomed on Patton and Rant's foreheads. The two fell heavily to the ground. It seemed that Zhang Chen's sneering voice could be heard, "So, the villain died because he talked too much! Hey? I seem to be a villain, no wonder I have talked a lot more nonsense recently!"

Turning his head, Zhang Chen looked at the two eight or nine-year-old boys standing behind the two corpses, smiling even brighter.

"Thank you for your hard work, Close, Ax..."
Chapter completed!