From directly behind, the pitch-black muzzle pointed in her direction, while the man, his face dark and grim, seemed to oppress even from afar.
Liu Qiang was covered in cold sweat.
Could she not escape...
No...
She couldn't get caught.
Absolutely not!
In that instant, she swiftly turned, only to meet a pair of calm eyes. The person seemed to be watching a good show, observing her.
Liu Qiang's nerves tightened instantly, without thinking, she pulled a dagger from her pocket, stepped forward, and fiercely held the woman's neck, pressing the sharp blade against the woman's carotid artery.
Her voice almost tore apart: "Let me go, or I'll kill her!"
In her panic, Liu Qiang grabbed a leisurely walking bystander.
The woman who had been watching the show was preparing to leave leisurely.
Not yet reacting, she was completely restrained, the cold dagger pressed against her neck.
"..." Damn?
Watching a show, luck this good?
