Old Ghost looked at Jiang Tong and then at the gun. He clenched the sofa's armrest as if he was gathering strength and could move at any time.
"For you, Old Ghost, killing people is no different from killing chickens. This is not a question of whether you dare or not, but whether you will or will not." Jiang Tong maintained her smile at Old Ghost. She continued, "You have very few weaknesses. You dare to risk your life, so there's nothing you don't dare to do. It's just that do you know how to do it or not? And do you want to?"
"So why do you think I don't want to kill you?" Old Ghost immediately asked Jiang Tong.
