Sylvia's attention was always focused on Mu Yan.
She glanced at the face that looked very similar to hers, and a hint of cruelty flashed across her eyes.
"This person also inexplicably appeared in the bar a month ago and even sneaked out and was caught by my men."
This was of course just an excuse. In order to find this woman, she didn't know how much effort she had put in to hide it from Mu Yan's people.
Should it be said that the hidden obstacles encountered by the police along the way were attributed by Sylvia to Mu Yan's people secretly obstructing them?
This further strengthened her determination to get rid of this woman.
"I thought there was something wrong with her, so I had her brought here."
Sylvia waved.
Qingdai was pushed to the ground, her hands were tied, her eyes were covered with black tape, and two cold gun barrels were pressed against her lower back.
After kneeling on the ground, the tape in front of him was torn off.
She was not used to the strong light, so she lowered her head, her hair was scattered, and she looked disheveled.
The eldest lady looked arrogantly at the woman who didn't know what was going on.
He raised the gun in his hand, saw her frightened look with satisfaction, and slowly pulled the trigger.
The expression was as if he was just casually crushing an ant to death.
Qingran's eyes were about to burst, and he pinched himself tightly to suppress the anger in his throat.
Rocco watched the farce with amusement.
In his opinion, Mu Yan did not move at all, just watching like that, without any ripples.
Until the woman's panicked, faint voice—
“Don’t… don’t kill me…”
"I said... I said... I ran away only because... I was pregnant..."
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Good night!
The Ninth Small World Theater is now online?????
Still the same place
By the way, I'm asking for a small gift, to send some electricity for love =3 =)
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