Yin Mo seemed expressionless, but there was a hint of emotion in her eyes, "Not fight, I want her dead."
He Chen chuckled, then somehow produced a gun, loaded it with two clicks, and shoved it into Yin Mo's hand, giving her a push on the back, "Hurry up, kill her and come back, I'll take you to the hospital."
Her hand was injured, bloodied, like bite marks from teeth.
At this moment, with the gun in her hand, Yin Mo looked up at He Chen, then pulled a smile, "Forget it, she's still useful, next time."
Yun Lih stood frozen, caught off guard by this display of affection.
He realized that He Chen truly indulged Yin Mo without limits.
Even if Yin Mo threatened to kill his old love, he actually handed her a gun...
Yun Lih felt that even he might not be able to go this far.
Finally, Ah Yong came to the café to clean up the mess, adding a confidentiality fee to the damaged tables and chairs.
The group walked out of the café, Ah Yong hesitated as if he wanted to say something.
