Western Alliance.
The Qian Family's grain warehouse building, everyone looked on in horror as Qian Shengyuan doused himself in gasoline.
"Are you crazy?" His cousin stared at him in shock.
Qian Shengyuan ignored him and turned to his sister, saying, "Fourth Sister, we have no other road left, this is our only choice. Please forgive me."
Then he splashed the gasoline towards the crowd present, the air instantly filled with the smell of gasoline.
"Stop him," someone shouted loudly.
Qian Shengyuan's cousin even raised his gun, aiming at him, and said, "If you want to die, don't drag us down with you."
Seeing the gun pointed at him, Qian Shengyuan said mockingly, "All you can do is point the gun at me, coward."
Then he took out a lighter from his pocket.
"Put it down! Or I'll shoot."
Qian Shengyuan ignored him and gave a tragic laugh.
Click—
The flint struck, and the spark was ignited.
Bang—
Almost at the same time, a bullet hit his face.
