A3 spoke. His voice did not have the coldness of someone about to kill. Instead, it was filled with anticipation and excitement. "Actually, you didn't do anything wrong. I can't bear to kill you either…"
Yu Wan's eyes lit up with hope. She thought that A3 was saying this to let her off, but in the next second, the hope on her face froze. After a gunshot, a bloody hole appeared in the middle of Yu Wan's forehead.
A3 moved the gun barrel away and said happily, "Even if you didn't do anything wrong, my dear student hates you so much. As a qualified teacher, I have to give your head as my first gift to my student."
As if he had thought of something delightful, A3 happily stood on his tiptoes and walked around. He raised his pistol towards the open warehouse door, and his expression instantly turned cold. "Sneaky little mice, you've been discovered. Aren't you going to come out now?"
