"Don't come forward! Otherwise, we'll kill her right away! Let her breathe her last breath here! Even if we have to die, we'll die with Mr. Control's beloved wife. That's worthwhile!" The men's leader put the gun against Ji Nuan's back and deliberately pressed the muzzle against Ji Nuan's gunshot wounds harder and harder.
Mo Jingshen immediately paused as he saw blood gradually oozed out of her wound, which had nearly healed, and reddened her white hospital gown.
K and the other men of XI Base had prepared to pull the trigger and a battle was on the verge of breaking out.
Seeing these men had been leaning against the balcony, with their backs to the tall building of another hotel across the road, Mo Jingshen stared at him and suddenly burst into cold laughter. After several seconds, he pressed on towards casually.
