Gu Nianzhi glanced at Reinitz, then sighed and secretly lamented inside: Isn't Reinitz a perfect example of the devil with an angel's face?
She silently followed Reinitz's lead and walked forward one step at a time.
There were fewer and fewer tourists rushing out of the Taj Mahal, and most of them had gone to the parking lot.
And in the parking lot...
Gu Nianzhi dared not think about it further.
Although she had been killing quite viciously, that was because her life was being threatened.
Looking back now, she felt that scene was... tsk, it was a bit too bloody.
Gu Nianzhi didn't regret killing the elites of Japan's Secret Service, but she regretted not cleaning up the scene. How frightened would those children be?
After all, there were minors among the tourists who came there.
While thinking of this, Gu Nianzhi glanced back at the parking lot.
