"What do you want?" Liu Xing was a little scared. "You can't kill me. I don't want to die! Send me back to prison. I'll be obedient and never come out again."
Tan Rou didn't listen to Liu Xing. She turned Liu Xing over and made her lie face up. Liu Xing's arms had been removed by Tan Rou and she couldn't move anymore.
Tan Rou held the mini pistol in her hand. After spinning it in her hand, she aimed it at Liu Xing's head again. The muzzle was 15 centimeters away from Liu Xing's eyes. Liu Xing seemed to see the structure inside the barrel.
"Don't, don't…" Liu Xing kept shaking her head and begging for mercy. "Tan Rou, please let me go. I won't do it again!"
Tan Rou smiled. "I've heard this sentence many times, but you've never done it before. Can I still believe you this time?"
"You can trust me. I'll definitely do what I say this time," Liu Xing said sincerely.
Tan Rou smiled and moved the gun away. "Alright."
