Cheng Chen’s expression was solemn, as heavy as his heart, “Cai Kun, I have already made a choice with your game. However, you have to promise me one thing. Of course, you can also not promise me. If that’s the case, I’ll just die here with you.”
Cai Kun’s eyes turned, and then he chuckled, “Alright, go ahead.”
Cheng Chen gazed deeply at Yu Luoluo, the weak woman who was still standing at the edge of the cliff, the woman who made his heart bleed, “Wait until I take Shen Xinyi away from here before you execute her. I don’t want to see this woman die in front of me.”
Cai Kun thought for a moment and then agreed readily, “I didn’t expect Ah Chen to do such a thing. Do you think you won’t feel bad if you don’t see it? Alright, I’ll agree to it.”
In the sky, the snipers in the two helicopters were still prepared. Their muzzles were aimed at Cheng Chen. The surrounding assassins didn’t leave either. The guns in their hands also followed Cheng Chen’s movements.
