"The Bagu you mentioned earlier, tell me more."
Su Xiao held his gun in one hand, the barrel emitting thin smoke. He had already noticed these people tailing him. As soon as he entered the city, he was aware of them, but he didn't bother with them. After sleeping for a few hours in the hotel, they were still staking out, which he couldn't tolerate.
There were only two possibilities: either they sought revenge, or they wanted money. Su Xiao leaned toward the latter.
The gun in Su Xiao's hand pressed forward, the scorching suppressor resting against the man's forehead.
Tear~
Smoke wafted up, the smell of burning flesh in the air, and the man on the ground convulsed after his arms had been shot through.
