“Lin Chuchen. That’s it.”Mo Xiuyuan said.
Lin Chuchen glared at Mo Xiuyuan, trying to force himself to say something depressing, “If the mission fails, I will die well!”
Mo Xiuyuan smiled coldly.
With a cold smile, he raised his free hand.
Qin Ao handed over the black pistol.
Lin Chuchen had expected such an outcome. He only reminded him, “If you kill me, the higher-ups will doubt your identity even more.”
“If I don’t kill you, my identity will be exposed! Why don’t I take a gamble? !”Mo Xiuyuan said fiercely.
“For a Woman!”Lin Chuchen said, and even laughed when he said it, “It really doesn’t fit your title of a murderous Maniac!”
“Who said it doesn’t fit? !”Mo Xiuyuan’s cold-blooded and sinister look pushed the pistol against Lin Chuchen’s chest!
He pulled the trigger with his finger.
“Mo Xiuyuan, don’t kill him!”Lu Man suddenly called out to him from behind.
Mo Xiuyuan’s body seemed to have stiffened for a second.
