He never dreamed that the one to kill him would be the bullet he fired just seconds ago.
Just now, in an instant, Ye Qingfeng caught the bullet shot at Bei Yinyao with his fingers and then used spiritual energy to shoot it back along its original trajectory, directly penetrating the sniper's scope and blowing his head off.
Such a method is truly unfathomable, but the others did not see Ye Qingfeng's movement, otherwise they would have been left speechless in shock.
Sister Mei and her group surrounded Bei Yinyao in the center, while Bai Wan'er and An Ruoqing were taken out by the security personnel, leaving Ye Qingfeng as the only one still inside the venue.
He grinned and picked up the wine glass on the table, holding it with his hand.
"Crack!"
The wine glass shattered, and then he spread his palm, and the pieces of the wine glass seemed to come to life, shooting out in eleven directions.
"Whoosh!"
