Chapter 49: [Boss Jian, I am called Zhien Tubao] 24
After a few seconds of silence in the deadlocked space, the silent man who had been sitting by the wall finally stood up...
Su Yinuo squinted his eyes, trying to see clearly who the figure in the darkness was, but the hand pointing at the 'Master's' pistol did not relax at all.
It wasn't until the man stood upright under the dimly glowing spotlights on the ceiling that Su Yinuo finally saw the man's face clearly.
The white clothes he wore were spotless, and the tall man appeared in front of her like this.
Su Yinuo looked a little panicked and took a breath of cold air.
But she still kept it in her stomach.
She looked at his indifferent face and never thought that Jian Yi would suddenly appear here.
No, he was always here, but the light was too dark for her to see clearly.
Suddenly I realized that I was like a clown, acting with the 'young master' in front of that person.
He should have felt very sad, but the strange thing was that Su Yinuo didn't cry, but was happy.
"Boring." Jian Yi yawned and said this slowly.
He turned away from her and watched Su Yinuo holding a gun and preparing to kill the 'young master'.
Jian Jian pressed towards Su Yinuo, looked at her face carefully, waved after looking for a moment, picked up the black jacket in his hand and put it on, turned around and sat on the sofa again, squinting slightly.
With his eyes open, he looks like a kitten.
"You continue."
"What? When you see your old lover, you think you have found a helper?" The 'young master' couldn't help but want to ridicule Su Yinuo, who was standing in front of him with a gun pointed at him.
The 'young master' smiled sarcastically, as if he wanted to see a hint of sigh and disappointment in Su Yinuo's eyes.
But this time the person who was disappointed and sighing was the 'young master'.
He didn't expect that Su Yinuo wouldn't get angry or curse in the face of his provocation.
She raised the corners of her mouth calmly and casually, with a perfect arc that made people psychedelic. Her slightly thin lips exuded the smell of deep red blood.
"No way."
Su Yinuo's lips uttered two words slowly, and then she was about to surrender, but the pistol she held in her hand was thrown to the ground.
"sister……"
Su Yixian stood beside Su Yinuo and called out tremblingly, "I don't want to die..."