Two bodies fell straight down.
Their eyes still full of unwillingness and disbelief, they had never imagined that Qin Guang's marble was even faster than the guns in their hands.
For a moment, frightened screams erupted in the conference room.
Especially from Jiang Qingxue's young assistant, Yang Yun.
She clutched her chest tightly, her pretty face paled with fright.
A group of shareholders were also terrified, their faces turning pale. They had not expected Qin Guang to dare kill someone right in front of them.
Aren't they afraid they would report him?
Even Wu Yue instinctively took a step back.
Only Jiang Qingxue, mentally tougher, didn't react too strongly, although her deep sadness was unmistakable.
"What are you wailing about?"
Qin Guang gave the assistant a dismissive glance.
This was his first time killing someone, but as a top-notch healer, he was indifferent to corpses.
