He could have killed Sheng Chang'an here.
However, once he made a move, his identity was exposed.
It seems unlikely that future plans can be carried out.
"My lord, here you go."
A dark mass of guns was handed to him from beside him, accompanied by a woman's teasing voice, "Sir, you've probably never held a gun before, have you?"
"Now I'll let you have your fun."
"..."
With a gesture of her hand, Rong Chang pointed to the most arrogant werewolf in the very center.
This werewolf.
According to Sheng's father, he used his good looks to manipulate women's feelings.
In total, they killed thirteen women who were just over twenty years old and in the prime of their lives.
It is utterly despicable.
With a smirk, Rong Shang sneered, "Kill him!"
That is...
02.
Feng Jue looked up.
They met the other person's pleading eyes.
Speaking of which...
From one to nine.
This person, 02, is the most arrogant, yet has the lowest combat ability.
As long as this one bullet hits the hole.
He died on the spot immediately.
Feng Jue also understood this.
Therefore, he hesitated and wavered.
I twirled the gun in my hand.
He was only a beat too slow; the woman next to him had already looked over.
A strong gaze fell upon him; she was smiling, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
"Sir, do you still remember our deal?"
Her gaze shifted downwards, landing on the man's hands.
He discovered that the gun barrel was pointed at himself.
hesitate?
Could it be that he really can't bring himself to do it?
Werewolves? Or...?
"If Your Excellency doesn't dare, then..."
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
It rang out after Rong Chang's voice.
At that moment, a bullet struck Zero Two squarely in the heart.
He was killed by a gunshot.
Rong Shang glanced at it and was very satisfied.
She clapped her hands, smiled, and looked away from the front.
"Very good, it seems that your shooting technique is quite accurate."
Walk over there.
The man's face was cold and stern, and a sharp red glint flashed in his eyes.
He didn't look at her; he exuded an icy aura.
"Is this alright, Miss Sheng?"
He spoke to her, hoping she would keep her promise.
Rong Shang smiled and nodded, saying, "Of course."
Then he reached out and took the gun from his hand and put it back at his waist.
"You've had a long day. Shall I treat you to a cup of coffee, sir?"
"No."
A cold snort fell.
A dark shadow swept across her face.
Feng Jue is gone.
Rong Shang didn't know if the emotions he was showing now were because he was resentful.
...
Late at night, strong winds were howling near Nanshan.
Tonight.
Everyone in the camp has gone out.
When Rong Shang came up from the basement, Feng Jue had already left.
Even the cars parked outside are gone.
There was no one guarding it.
She was afraid that something might happen if she left.
They then stayed at the camp.
Who knew it would all happen in just half an hour?
Then trouble broke out in the mountains.
Tonight, dozens of veteran hunters who fought alongside her father were attacked by werewolves.
Some died, some were injured.
The losses can be described as severe.
When Rong Shang saw their bodies being carried back from outside, she felt a pang of sadness.
She returned to the Sheng family home late at night.
My mind was filled with the scene I witnessed at the camp.
The hunters themselves face extremely high dangers.
Dying in the line of duty is a common occurrence.
But right now, Rong Chang is wondering if this matter has anything to do with Feng Jue?
Half an hour.
It happened to be the time he left.
What a coincidence.
She couldn't help but think more.
Could it be that after she forced him to kill his own clansmen that night, he became enraged and, after leaving the camp, injured several of her father's companions to vent his hatred?
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