Thinking this, the man's pupils suddenly turned cold, and the cigarette butt in his hand fell to the ground.
He abruptly drew the gun from his waist, loading the bullet.
Turning around, he aimed at the head of the sleeping Xia Xiaonuan inside the car.
All it would take was a slight movement of his finger.
Everything would be over.
No one knew Jiang Xue was a fake, his plan could proceed smoothly.
His fingertip was trembling slightly.
Situ Yan, who had always killed without blinking, found his finger trembling.
Suddenly, something flashed through his mind.
"If I kill her now, I might ruin the whole plan... Nangong Yaoling's huge search across the city for this woman indicates that she's actually very important to him. If anything happened, he might become suspicious..."
Another voice sounded in his ear!
Situ Yan suddenly closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, the sharp and ruthless look had collapsed into disarray.
The raised gun slowly slid down.
