"Brother, forgive me, I didn't mean to."
Li Yan pursed his lips, remaining silent.
He Andong gripped his Type 54 Black Star pistol firmly, clearly the result of years of rigorous training.
At this moment, in Li Yan's eyes, the redness on He Andong's face was intensely red, almost boiling, threatening to turn purplish-black.
After all, the gun was pointed at his mouth. And his opponent was a cunning and composed bandit; there was practically no chance of a comeback.
"Killing me now is pointless, isn't it?"
"Turn your head."
Li Yan took a few deep breaths, his teeth grinding. Without much hesitation, he turned his head decisively.
But He Andong didn't see the dark ripples that appeared in Li Yan's eyes as he turned!
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