Tan Rou raised her silenced gun and aimed it at the scar-faced man's head. She then turned him around to face the muzzle.
"I have no other choice. I can only kill you before looking for your employer. Since the other party has sent someone to kill me once, they can kill me a second time. They will definitely find someone sensible to tell me who the employer is." Tan Rou took half a step back.
The scar-faced man felt that Tan Rou didn't dare to kill him. If a 18-year-old girl killed him, she would be crippled for the rest of her life. And did this little girl really know how to use a gun? Could it be that she was only pretending?
Tan Rou sensed the other party's gaze and knew his intentions. However, the other party had underestimated her. She was not a timid little girl.
After living in that cruel place for eleven years, she had learned all the things she should and shouldn't have, including how to easily let a person meet God.
