"Then let's do it." Nangong Yen did not believe that Aman would ignore Chloe's life and continue to fire. "The function of the bomb is not in my hands. If anything happens to me, my people will immediately start the bomb. By the way, if the bomb is started at the same time, not only Chloe and the king, but more than half of the palace may also be turned to ashes. Aman, if I can't get it, I won't let you get it either!"
Shawn walked forward angrily. "President, let me kill him-"
Aman waved his hand and blocked Shawn, his eyes vigilantly staring at Nangong. "Then do you think I'll give you this opportunity?"
"You know me, Aman." Nangong Yen said, "Just like I know that if you don't have the confidence, you won't say it out loud."
Looking at Nangong Yen, who had escaped three years ago in Italy, Aman's brown eyes became deeper, and there was never such coldness in his eyes.