Tong Yan hesitated whether to make the rescue. The girl being held hostage cried pathetically, her tears falling like raindrops on blossoms, clearly terrified. If there were no guns, she could definitely handle it alone, but the key issue was they had guns.
No matter how skilled she was, she couldn't match the speed of a bullet.
She was kind, but not a saint, and after all, if one doesn't act for oneself, heaven and earth obliterate them.
The criminals' issues could be handled by the police.
Tong Yan turned her head, steeled her resolve, turned around, took a few steps back, and prepared to let them pass.
As it turned out, the thug on the side, perhaps seeing her dressed so elegantly and appearing wealthy, pointed a gun at Tong Yan, "Come over!"
Tong Yan was stunned and blurted, "What?"
The thug impatiently said, "Do you want me to shoot? Don't care for your life? If you want to live, come with me."
Tong Yan: ...
