"What's there to fear in death?" Ye Xiaoyu puffed out her chest.
"Damn!" Chen Tianming was thoroughly enraged by Ye Xiaoyu, wishing he could blow this woman away with a single shot before forcibly pressing her hand to leave a fingerprint. As for the signature, it would be pointless after death anyway.
"Tianming," at that moment, Liu Pengyi spoke, "To deal with someone, you must grasp their weakness!"
"F**k, she's not even afraid of dying," Chen Tianming said, exasperated.
"Just because she's not afraid of death doesn't mean she isn't afraid of anything," Liu Pengyi's lips curled up.
"Brother Liu, what do you mean?" Chen Tianming put away his handgun.
Pulling out a gun in broad daylight wasn't a wise move. After all, guns were illegal, and it was unsafe to carry one around. Being caught would certainly lead to a prison sentence. Although Chen Tianming had his dad to shield him, he couldn't just do whatever he wanted.
