Therefore, as long as Shen Nie lives, Kang Chen could not be at peace.
Shen Nie still appeared calm and composed, suave, without a trace of panic. He chuckled, "Mr. Chen, you're really humorous."
Kang Chen rested his finger on the trigger and nodded. "Hmm, dark humor."
The interaction between the two seemed like normal conversation.
As if the act of killing they were discussing was no more than chatting about today's weather, and it was good weather at that.
All eyes were glued on Kang Chen's hand, everyone held their breath, not daring to utter a sound or swallow their spit, fearful of missing any thrilling part.
Beitang Qing squinted slightly, his gaze focused on Kang Chen's index finger. The moment it nudges the trigger, Shen Nie's head would explode, and he would be...undoubtedly dead.
Beitang Chuxin smirked coldly. Shoot, shoot... the more chaos, the better.
Kang Chen subtly tilted his chin upward and said, "Goodbye."
Goodbye to Shen Nie's life, to his existence.
