Xiao Qiao slowly aimed her gun at Wesley's head. She was particularly close to Wesley, at such a distance that Wesley had no chance of survival. A bullet could shatter his skull, directly breaking half of his head. Under her sniper rifle, many have died in this way. He clearly understood the pain and utter lack of dignity in such a death.
Wesley should have had a good ending. He was a national idol, a hero, not a man to be toyed with by a vile person. Yet, in the current situation, they had no way to escape.
Tears filled Xiao Qiao's eyes, a layer of sadness and determination spread over her pupils. Wesley rarely saw Xiao Qiao like this. In his memory, that bright and cheerful smile couldn't overlap with the girl before him. She should be living like sunshine, illuminating every corner of the world, brightening everyone around her.
"Kill Gu Fei!" Wesley said in a deep voice.
