The silence was so profound, it felt like my own graveyard, ready to take my life the very next moment.
Only to see Luo Fei habitually reach for his gun at his waist, was he really planning to shoot me?
His gaze is now different than the domineering aura I sensed before I passed out.
At that moment, I was ordered not to die, to stay conscious.
But now, he seemed to wish I could die a dozen deaths; the murderous look made my blood run cold.
It was as if he would come over to force a confession at any moment!
Another man rushed in closely behind, getting into a scuffle with Luo Fei.
The two of them were tangled up, making the scene extremely chaotic.
Immediately after that, Luo Fei smoothly drew his gun, and the moment the muzzle aimed at the hospital bed, Zhao Jugang was scared out of his wits.
Who would have thought, after barely escaping with my life from the jaws of death, now I have a gun pointed at my head again.
