บท 118: Stop Pretending
บรรณาธิการ: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The hysterical Zhou Chongxuan seemed ready to fight for his life.
Gu Jingman raised her brows, smiled mischievously, and taunted, "You shoot then. You shoot then."
"You…"
Zhou Chongxuan gnashed his teeth and retorted, "Don't think that I am joking. Worst comes to worst, we will perish together and end up in destruction."
"Stop pretending."
An apathetic voice came suddenly from the inside of the car. It was without any emotion, but one could tell that it was a male voice.
A slender hand extended from the car and grabbed the gun from Zhou Chongxuan's hand, unhurriedly. Then, a youngster, with a delicate look of a young age, stepped out of the car. He was not bothered by the surrounding attention that was gathered on him, and tidied his attire, as if there wasn't anyone around.
"You… Who… Who are you?
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