The man grasped the hilt of the knife and stabbed at Jiang Yan fiercely. He thought he would hit the target with one strike and blood would splatter on the spot, but he didn't expect that the person on the bed was prepared and rolled on the bed to avoid the dagger.

The tip of the knife stabbed into the bed. The man pulled the dagger out with force. When he was about to stab Jiang Yan with the knife, something hard suddenly hit his forehead.

"If you move again, I'll beat you to death."

The man didn't dare to act rashly, his whole body was stiff, for fear that the weapon in the other person's hand would go off accidentally.

He never dreamed that Jiang Yan had a gun in his hand.

"Girl, it's a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Jiang Yan smiled. "You're about to kill me, and you still say it's a misunderstanding. Do you think I will believe it?"

The man was quite quick-witted and said, "I'm here for revenge. My enemy is a man. I walked into the wrong room."

Jiang Yan said, "Revenge." She raised her hand and smashed the man's head with the butt of the gun, and at the same time kicked the man in the chest.

The man screamed and lost his balance. The huge impact force sent him flying two or three meters away. His body first hit the bedroom door and then fell to the ground.

The dagger in the man's hand had flown away long ago. He had fallen quite hard and didn't know which bone was broken. His chest and back were in severe pain.

The man wailed, his voice so loud that it sounded like a signal for help.

It’s a pity that this room has been blocked by the big wheel. Even if she beats the man to death tonight, no one else can hear any sound.

Jiang Yan turned on the bedside lamp, and the room became brighter. The man squinted and stared at the gun in Jiang Yan's hand, his thoughts surging in his heart.

What is going on? Why does this woman have a gun in her hand? Is the information he received wrong?

Jiang Yan sat on the bedside, pointing the dark muzzle of the gun at the man, "Who sent you?"

"Girl, I, I really took the wrong path, I didn't..."

Jiang Yan pulled the trigger without hesitation and shot the man in the thigh.

The man wailed, grabbed his legs and screamed, looking at Jiang Yan with eyes full of fear and confusion.

The pistol was equipped with a silencer, so it made very little noise, but he kept shouting for such a long time, why didn't anyone come to take a look?

Is the management of guesthouses so lax nowadays?

"I'll give you one more chance. Who sent you?"

The man refused to admit it, his face covered in sweat. “I, I don’t know what you are talking about.”

Jiang Yan snorted, "Do you think I dare not kill you?"

Xu Nanxia really thought so. No matter what the woman's identity was, she would have to pay for her murder! How could a 20-year-old girl like her have such courage?

Jiang Yan pulled the trigger again, and this time she hit the man's other leg.

The man's screams were so heartbreaking that he almost fainted.

But still no one came to rescue him, as if everyone was asleep and couldn't hear his cries.

"You...you will not end well."

Jiang Yan smiled happily, the dim light shining on her face, "Go to hell and tell the King of Hell about this!"

She pulled the trigger again, and the man screamed in fear, but the bullet missed him. Jiang Yan laughed, "Sorry, I'm out of bullets."

The man's eyes were bloodshot, like an angry bull. If he had not been injured, he would have rushed over without hesitation and strangled Jiang Yan to death.

"God let me give you one more chance." Jiang Yan took out the bullets from his pocket and pressed them into the magazine one by one. "Then I'll ask you one last time, who sent you here?"

The man's psychological defenses were about to collapse, but he still put up a final resistance, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"You take money to do things for others and risk your life. Is it really worth it?" Jiang Yan opened the insurance again. "Have you ever thought about how sad and upset your family must be?"

The man's eyes flashed with hesitation, but when he thought of the man's identity and background, and the evidence he had on him, he made up his mind and said, "Kill me!"

He would die anyway, and he absolutely could not bring trouble to his family.

Jiang Yan put away the gun, walked up to the man, and looked down at him.

"You must be aware that I just caught a spy group. I can hand you over to the Harbin Public Security Bureau. Just tell them that you are a lackey bought by Xiao Ri. Then, your family will not be at peace either..."

"You're talking nonsense, I'm not."

The man broke down and shouted that his father was killed by a low-life. His mother raised him and his brothers alone with great difficulty, and what she hated most in her life was a low-life. If he were to bear this stigma, his mother would hate him to death.

"If I say you are, then you are. You ran to my room with a gun at night, just to assassinate me to avenge your life, right?"

"No one will believe you, you're talking nonsense."

Jiang Yan sneered, "You're just a stubborn person." After saying that, she suddenly became ruthless and punched the man on the wound.

Blood splattered, the man screamed, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

"You are a running dog in a small life, and your family will not have peace either. Even if you die, they will still have to accept the strange eyes of the neighbors, and they may even be thrown rotten eggs at them. They live without dignity. Everyone knows that they are the family of the running dog..."

“Stop talking, stop talking!” The man collapsed, his psychological defenses finally broke down, and he cried bitterly, “I’m not, I’m not, I’ll tell you, isn’t that enough?”

Jiang Yan was satisfied and nodded, saying, "You should have told me earlier, so I wouldn't have to suffer so much. Tell me, who sent you here!"

"It was He Lijun. He asked me to come."

He Lijun? Shouldn't it be Jiang Yiyi?

"Who is He Lijun?"

The man couldn't catch his breath and almost suffocated to death.

I'm in this condition, both my legs are almost broken, and you tell me you don't know He Lijun, are you kidding?

"He said you were his enemy and asked me to go to the guesthouse and get rid of you." The man looked at Jiang Yan dully, "You don't know him?"

Jiang Yan shook her head. "Who did he ask you to kill? Did he tell you his name?"

The man nodded cautiously, took out a photo from the ashes and handed it to Jiang Yan.

The photo was old, and the edges had turned yellow, but the woman in the photo was clearly Jiang Yan...

Not really. They look 80% similar. The woman is wearing an old-fashioned cheongsam, which makes her look very elegant.

"He Lijun asked me to kill the person in the photo, saying your last name is Jiang."

It's interesting. The person in the photo is not her at all, but she is used as a reference. Who is the woman in the photo? What is her relationship with me?

Jiang Yan turned the photo over, but there was nothing behind it.

"Where is He Lijun from? How did you two know each other?"

The man endured the pain and said, "He is from Beijing, an educated youth who went to the countryside. I, we met on the black market."