Mo Liancheng calmly looked at Duan Lao, "Lao, what are we going to do with this woman next?"
"Call the police? What do you think?" Duan Lao asked in return.
"Up to you." Mo Liancheng declined to give an opinion, "I'm just responsible for your safety."
Duan Lao's eyes flickered, not forgetting they were at sea, he asked, "What would you do if it were up to you?"
"Me?" Mo Liancheng glanced at Duan Lao sideways, speaking in a light and breezy tone, "I would kill her and throw her into the sea. Because she's clearly an assassin, and we can't get any clues from her. Besides, when you're in this line of work, her day was bound to come sooner or later."
"!!!... Damn, that's so cruel!"
To speak such words so calmly, without even a ripple.
Duan Lao felt a chill run down his spine.
The woman's color changed; this man was truly cold-blooded!
Still, Duan Lao was conflicted. With others watching, he certainly wouldn't do as Mo Liancheng suggested.
