Liam Cloud's dark eyes swept over calmly, composed and steady, a cold, thin smile crossed his lips as he raised the gun and shot at the gasoline tank. The explosion sounded with a roar, and flames soared into the sky.
The three people still didn't know what was happening; one was immediately killed by the explosion, while the other two were engulfed by the flames, falling to the ground in agony.
Liam Cloud squinted his dark eyes, watching without blinking as he finished everything, letting out a cruel cold laugh before casually tossing the gun to Wesley Ruiz, "Clean it up."
Wesley, "Yes."
Liam Cloud turned around, passing by the rushing policemen, who immediately asked when they saw the raging fire, "What happened?"
Wesley had already put the gun away and laughed, "They didn't want to live anymore, so they set themselves on fire."
Didn't want to live anymore, set themselves on fire? Who would believe that!
