911: Who Is Your Target?

Who Is Your Target?

At this moment, the gun he carried was right in front of his forehead. The black muzzle was extremely cold. With just one trigger, his head would explode.1

Jian Ai picked up the poison on the coffee table and slowly walked back to the man. She raised the thing in front of him and smiled coldly. "Did you do this too?"

The man instinctively shrunk his neck. He knew that the thing in Jian Ai's hand was poisonous.

"If you answer me honestly, I can consider letting you live!" Jian Ai looked at the man and said coldly.

The man's Adam's apple moved subconsciously, as if he was a bit afraid, but his eyes did not show any fear. As a professional killer, he had never been afraid of death.

His fear came from Jian Ai's inexplicable superpower. This had exceeded his understanding of this world.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Jian Ai raised her eyebrows and snorted. "Alright, I've already given you a chance. You didn't cherish it."

"Do you think I can't do anything to you just because you kept quiet?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jian Ai couldn't be bothered to waste her breath on a stone-like person. She returned to the sofa and sat down. She called Bai Zhou and told him that she had caught the person.

Not long after, Bai Zhou and the rest returned to their rooms.

When they saw the man pressed against the wall like a mural decoration with a gun floating in front of him, they couldn't help but widen their eyes in shock.

Jian Ai said faintly, "He can't move now, but he won't say anything. It seems that he has a hard temper."

Chi Yang found two gun holes on the wall, and two golden bullets were inside.

"Sect Master, he fired shots at you? Are you injured?" Chi Yang asked nervously.

Jian Ai smiled easily. "Fortunately, I was already prepared. However, this person is quite capable. At that time, I controlled his body, but he could still pull out his gun and fire in that situation. If it were anyone else, he might have killed them immediately."

Bai Zhou's face turned cold. He went forward and took off the man's black hat and mask, revealing his blond hair and thick beard.

He looked a little experienced and looked to be in his thirties or forties. He was a blond, blue-eyed, and pure-blooded foreign man.

"Who is your target?" Bai Zhou looked into the other party's eyes and asked coldly.

However, this person refused to say a word to Jian Ai, so how could Bai Zhou ask anything?

"Hey, move aside. I'll do it."

Seeing this, Yun Buyao couldn't help but sigh softly. She walked forward and pulled Bai Zhou to the side. Then, she smiled at the man. "Sister likes stubborn people the most."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man widened his eyes in horror because he realized that the woman's eyes were slowly turning green.

Before he could recover from his shock, the man's pupils suddenly lost focus. In the next second, he looked like he had lost his soul.

Next, it was the question-and-answer segment.

Yun Buyao said softly, "Who is your target?"

The man answered with a dull expression, "Yale Zistane Linmoor Caricillado Bai Zhou!"

The others were shocked. Even Jian Ai was surprised and immediately looked at Bai Zhou.

Bai Zhou was also a little shocked, as if he did not expect the other party's target to be him!

pqdm.com