Soon, the two of them found the place where the sniper had been hiding. Looking at the sniper with a hole in his left chest made by a coin, Wu Qian pondered for a moment before asking, "Who are you? Who sent you here?"
The sniper's face was pale as he lay on the ground. He merely glanced at Wu Qian and didn't speak.
"Wu Qian wife, he definitely won't talk. Let me do it." Su Xuan's right hand flipped, and suddenly a thin piece of ice appeared between his two fingers, which he shot into the sniper's body.
"Kid, I won't let you die so quickly, but I will make you beg for life, unable to beg for death!" Su Xuan poked the sniper's body a few more times.
