"You!"
He angrily reached with his other hand to pick up the firearm that had fallen to the ground and viciously pulled the trigger.
But the safety was on, and the gun didn't fire at all.
The other person had also grabbed onto the barrel of the gun.
"Don't be nervous, this will all be over soon."
The sight of the newcomer's ghostly face inexplicably sent a shiver through Jiang Suhu's heart.
"Who are you? Have we had some sort of misunderstanding before?"
He spoke quickly but chose to let go of the gun and turn to run away immediately.
A sudden sound of a bullet being chambered.
A loud "bang."
Jiang Suhu's shoulder burst with blood, and he screamed miserably as he fell forward to the ground.
"Who sent you to kill me? I can pay you double."
He cried out in horror.
The Ghost Face Man didn't look back, raising his gun to shoot "bang, bang, bang, bang" behind him.
The elderly man in Chinese attire who had wanted to rush over was forcefully driven back.
