"What do you think you're doing? Let the hostage go! Resisting like this won't end well for you." Zhao Yangwu was quick to react. He immediately drew the service pistol from his hip, raised it, and aimed at the criminal across from him.
But even with his gun pointed at the man, he didn't dare fire. The criminal still had a hostage, and he wasn't confident he could hit his target without harming the innocent woman.
The man with the mole cracked a chilling smile. "Hmph. Now that you've found me, I know it's not going to end well for me anyway. So why not take a few people down with me? It'll make my time on this earth worthwhile." As he spoke, he pressed the dagger in his hand a little harder, opening a bloody gash on the neck of the woman he held.
"AHHH..."
This time, it wasn't just the injured woman. The other female employees in the cafeteria started screaming again.
The woman in the chokehold was scared stiff, unable to even scream, which was why she was quiet as a mouse.
