Jiang Yan didn't speak or move at that moment but slowly walked towards Zhang Qiqi, who lay in a pool of blood beside her, gun in hand.
After all, the video had finished playing, and what remained was a grudge between the property owners and the murderer of their parents and spouse, evidently unrelated to her.
Guan Sanqiang, who stood up first, wanted to rush to grab the Bone Chopper from Sun Jingtao's hands but was caught by the agile Ye Qing.
Ye Qing produced a sharp dagger that gleamed with a chilling light, perhaps having been on his person all along.
"Fuck, you little shit, you don't want to live anymore!"
Guan Sanqiang's eyes were bloodshot, and he was only halfway through his words when he saw Ye Qing's cold and fierce gaze sink, and with a nimble twist of his wrist, he thrust the dagger forward swiftly and precisely.
"Puchi!"