"Please step aside now and don't interfere with my official duties," Song Yun, with one hand covering his wound and the other pointing a gun at Wang Nian, said, "Since you have shot at me before, you should be prepared for the consequences of shooting. Now is the time for you to pay the price. Don't expect your parents to beg for mercy, because that won't work."
"Are you really going to kill him?" Li Shishi whispered into Song Yun's ear.
