"Ye Anqi, I will remember this slap." Ji Luo's determination to kill her only grew stronger.
"Slap—" Ye Anqi gave her another slap.
Ji Luo gritted her teeth, furious to the point of insanity.
Ye Anqi shook her hand and said indifferently, "Do you want me to give you another slap?"
"For every slap you give, I will definitely pay you back with tenfold bullets!"
"Slap slap—" Ye Anqi slapped her across both cheeks again.
Ji Luo: "..."
Ye Anqi smiled faintly, "That makes 40 bullets now. Since I am going to die anyway, I don't care about a few extra bullets, do I?"
Ji Luo didn't speak, just stared at her fiercely.
Her gaze was like that of a venomous snake, sending shivers down one's spine.
Ye Anqi tapped her face with the back of the knife, "Ji Luo, how about we make a deal?"
Ji Luo's lips curved up wickedly, "What deal?"
