"Haha, go ahead and talk, none of this matters anymore, what's important is that you've fallen into my hands now. Giggling... do you want to live or die?"
Liu Meijuan proudly prodded Wang Daniu's chest with her pistol.
"So, your act of playing crazy and stupid just now was all to take me down? Not only are you a traitor and a gold-digger, you're also a real schemer."
"Say whatever you want, your life is in my hands now."
"Is that so?"
A sly smile lifted the corners of Wang Daniu's mouth, as he raised his right hand high under Liu Meijuan's gaze, and a bullet slid from his hand.
"Can a gun without bullets still kill someone?"
With that remark, Liu Meijuan felt as if she had plummeted into an ice chasm, and the gun in her trembling hands began to shake: "How... how did you do that?"
"Men are experts at playing with guns, guns are hard, how could you hide it well?"
