"This deal, pretty worth it, eh?"
Shen Chi sneered coldly and jabbed the gun against his head once more, causing Zhuo Fan's body to shiver and his heart to skip a beat.
"You really let Sisi go?" Zhuo Fan dared not be certain.
He did not trust Shen Chi!
"Do you have a choice?" Shen Chi scoffed disdainfully.
"Sisi is really in your hands?" Zhuo Fan hesitated, but he wasn't stupid; a mobile phone alone proved nothing.
"Want to hear her voice?"
Zhuo Fan stopped talking and stared straight at Shen Chi.
Shen Chi signaled with his eyes to Xiao Mo, who dialed a number.
Once connected, Xiao Mo said, "Let Jian Sisi answer the phone."
The man at the other end replied, "Secretary Xiao, the woman has passed out."
"Nonsense, make her answer!"
"Alright, alright."
Zhuo Fan's heart lifted with tension, it seemed true that Jian Sisi was in their hands!
Shen Chi's gun was firmly pressed against his temple, and he could not move.
After more than a minute, a voice came from the phone.
