"I'm giving you one last chance. Will you obediently surrender, or... ah!"
When Jin San Di saw Song Qingqing's face, he was reluctant to damage it, so he decided to persuade Song Qingqing to leave.
But as soon as he finished speaking, his right hand began to explode, followed by his right leg and then his left leg.
The people around were terrified and fled even more desperately.
He was terrified that Song Qingqing, that killing machine, would see him.
Stampede incidents continue to occur.
In their desperate attempt to escape, everyone here has gone mad, resorting to any means necessary.
Kim Jong-il fell to the ground, suppressing the urge to faint, and shouted, "Shoot immediately!"
Damn it, this little vixen is actually a mutant.
Moreover, possessing such an ability is truly the worst luck imaginable.
At this moment, Kim Jong-un regretted his actions.
But more than regret, he wanted to save his life and report the matter.
But before he could finish speaking, Song Qingqing darted to Jin Sandi's side with lightning speed and pressed a gun against his lower back. "Open it?"
"Don't open it, don't open it."
Although Jin Sandi was crippled, he didn't want to die. He still wanted to report Song Qingqing's matter to the authorities.
The thugs almost went off the rails, but thankfully their professionalism prevented them from killing their boss.
"If you're not going to fire, then get out of the way, or I'll kill him."
Song Qingqing didn't know how heavy the hostage was in her hands, or whether she could leave safely, but she had no choice.
Although she is quite capable, she will still die when faced with a hail of bullets.
"Make way, make way, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive." Jin Sandi pleaded with the burly old man while giving him a meaningful look.
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