He stood up as he spoke. The moment he stood up, he suddenly raised his gun… He tried to hold the gun against Xia Jinyuan's forehead to regain some of his dignity.
Xia Jinyuan had already seen through his intentions. He had just retracted his arm when he lifted it and accurately pressed it against the other party's forehead again.
"No wonder you're scared. Even your moves are slower than the others. With the time you're taking… it's enough for me to take out three or four of your kind."
No matter how close two people were, it was scary to have a gun pointed at one's forehead. Moreover, this person's relationship with Xia Jinyuan was not harmonious, so he was even more afraid.
The man, who had lost his arrogance, stammered, "Yes, I'm afraid. That's why we need to work together. Yes, we need to work together.
