Shen Yan, although not in life-threatening danger, had sustained an injury to her leg. However, as the top assassin of the Poison Widow Killer Group, she thrust forth a silver needle she held, aiming it directly at the throat of the man holding the gun, and said coldly, "Fine, let's see who dies faster!"
The gunman was taken aback, never expecting the seemingly ordinary woman in the BMW to be such a formidable character!
Her swift action caught him off guard, and his face immediately turned ugly, "Who are you?"
"Hmph, you dare threaten me with a gun? Did you even take the safety off? I was playing with guns before you even knew what to do!"
Shen Yan mocked with a sneer, "You hit me like this and still dare threaten me?"
"Alright, since we're birds of a feather, I don't care what you're up to, but how about we call it even?"
