"Tongtong isn't afraid, with Daddy here, no bad guys can hurt Tongtong," Xu Fan said, holding Tongtong, his heart aching as he spoke.
"Hey, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and run with the hostage!" Su Jingxue saw Xu Fan, who had just picked up his daughter and was tenderly holding her and wiping away her tears, and urgently reminded him.
The criminal still had a gun in his hand. What if he changed his mind and shot at the two of them? This young man was not only rude to her but also lacked any common sense—Su Jingxue was so furious she could die.
"He won't have a chance to change his mind," Xu Fan said coldly, then stared at San Shui Ge, who stood there like a puppet, expressionless.
"Finish yourself," Xu Fan ordered San Shui Ge softly.
"Finish himself?" Su Jingxue frowned, feeling that Xu Fan's words were somewhat bewildering.