Mu Yuan seemed to be struck by lightning. His face was pale. Did Jack want him to end his life and pay for Lehman's life?
There was darkness in front of his eyes. The night in the city was like a demon's claws dancing wildly in front of him. Mu Yuan held the gun slowly. If Jack really wanted him to end his life, he was also willing to pay with his life.
If he paid with his life, Shan Ning would be safe.
This matter would be settled. He would also have returned Shan Ning's favor. No one would owe anyone.
Mu Yuan slightly closed his eyes. He aimed the gun at his temple. He gazed out towards the darkness outside the window. Jack, who was opposite the hotel, was using a sniper scope to observe his movements. He was so angry.
"Sh*t!"
This was Mu Yuan's interpretation of this gun? He thought that Jack had let him take his own life to pay for Lehman's life?