Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Tan Ron raised her silenced gun and aimed it at the scar-faced manâs head. She then turned him around to face the muzzle.
âI 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.â Tan Rou took half a step back.
The scar-faced man felt that Tan Rou didnât 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 partyâs 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 shouldnât have, including how to easily let a person meet God.
Tan Rou pulled the trigger slightly, and a bullet shot out of the barrel and accurately pierced through the other partyâs ear. In an instant, blood covered half of his shoulder.
âAhhhh!â The scar-faced man shouted even louder than his underling. âA murderer!!! Youâre a murderer!!!!â
However, no one would come over even if he screamed his lungs out. This was because the place was about to be renovated, so the residents had basically moved away. Those who did not move were basically some elderly people with poor hearing. They could not hear what they were saying.
âYou⦠Youâ¦â The scar-faced manâs eyes were filled with fear. He had killed many people, but this was the first time he had been shot by his own gun. The pain in his ear could not be ignored.
Tan Rou aimed at the other ear. âLet me ask you again. Who is your employer? If you canât understand me, then you wouldnât need those ears anymore.â
The scar-faced man was terrified. He covered his ears and told him everything he knew. âI donât know who that person is. Every time he contacted me, he used a different number and even used a voice changer. I really donât even know if that person is a man or a woman!â
Tan Rou somewhat believed him, but she still had to ask a few more questions to see if she could dig out more information. âIf you donât tell me the truth, Iâm going to shoot you.â
âI really donât know!â The scar-faced man trembled. âIf you donât believe me, you can ask my brothers. We really donât know who that person is?â
âAre you telling me that you donât have to report back to your employer once youâve completed your mission?â Tan Rou didnât want to waste her breath on him. âHurry up and contact that person. Otherwise, Iâll shoot your other ear first, then pierce your limbs and torture you slowly.â
Seeing Tan Rouâs gun pointed at him, the scar-faced man panicked. âIâll contact him. Iâll contact him now.â
Trembling, he took out his phone and dialed the other partyâs number. Because his hand was bloody, the phone screen was stained with blood.
Ten seconds later, the call was picked up. The other partyâs voice was electronic, so it was impossible to tell if it was a man or a woman.
âHave you completed the mission?â The other party asked.
The scar-faced man gulped and replied, âItâs done. The person you wanted is dead.â
The other party didnât believe him. âYou did well, but I canât trust you completely. You have to take a photo of that wretched girlâs corpse for me to see.â
The scar-faced man looked at Tan Rou. Tan Rou nodded at him and mouthed silently, âStall for time.â
The man thought for a few seconds and then said âWhy didnât you say you wanted her body earlier? Iâve already run far away.â
âNo.â The other partyâs attitude was very firm. âYou have to let me see her body. Otherwise, I wonât give you the rest of the money.â
The scar-faced man didnât want the rest of the money now. He just wanted to escape. âAlright, Iâll go back and take a photo for you. I want all the money once you get the photo.â
âGot it. Hurry up and take a photo.â The other party hung up the phone.
The scar-faced man rolled his eyes and asked with a smile, âBoss, itâs not easy to take a photo with you pointing a gun at me like this, right? Do you want me to help you take a picture?â
âDo you really think Iâve got no idea whatâs in your mind?â Tan Rou smiled. âAs soon as 1 put down my gun, Iâll really become a corpse.â
âI didnât mean that. Besides, I canât beat you. As long as you let me go, i promise iâll cooperate with you.â The scar-faced man said guiltily.
Hurried footsteps came from outside. Tan Rou said, âItâs not your turn to take photos..â