"If you have the guts, then shoot. This is supposed to be a no-kill zone; if you kill him, you'll have to pay with your own life." Jiaojiao gave no attention to Silver Trojan, nor did she care about Lin Weiguo. She looked at Tang Zheng, displaying a challenging and relaxed expression, hoping he would take action.
Tang Zheng subtly furrowed his brows, somewhat believing her words. Even if this woman had aimed a gun at him, it was mostly just to scare him; she had no intention of actually shooting. Her attitude was too casual.
"Haha, do you think I will believe that? Shall we try it? Even if I have to die, I can take one with me." Lin Weiguo was naturally not scared, pointing the muzzle at Jiaojiao.
"She's not lying to you." Zhang Hao's eyes also turned cold, pulling out the Desert Eagle from its holster. Jiaojiao's expression became a bit unnatural, seemed regretful for starting a fire and adding fuel to it.
