Click!
The beggar's neck was snapped in an instant, leaving a fierce and terrified expression on his face.
"Ah!!"
This time, Fan Xiaoyu screamed in fright. She had never witnessed such a scene of murder and couldn't help but tremble.
A living person had just died like that, for an ordinary person, it was like a nightmare.
"Sister Yu, don't be scared. They wanted to kill us; now it's either them dead or us dead!" Liu Wentian comforted, as he didn't want Fan Xiaoyu to be traumatized.
Fan Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, understanding Liu Wentian's words, but still felt somewhat panicked inside.
Liu Wentian used the remaining silver needles to stop his bleeding. However, he had bled quite a lot and still couldn't stand up, so he said, "Sister Yu, help me over to that corner to check it out."
Fan Xiaoyu supported Liu Wentian to the corner where the sniper had been. The sniper was a blond, blue-eyed foreign man dressed in black, almost blending into the night.
