Sister Qiao Won't Kill Her, Right?

"I told you, unless we exchange—"

Qiao Nian shot him in the thigh before he could finish speaking. The muzzle was still smoking. She stared at the man rolling on the ground in pain and asked without a change in expression, "Where is she?"

No one expected her to shoot him.

There was a brief silence.

The woman Luke brought to the hotel covered her mouth and screamed incoherently. "Help, help, help…"

Guan Yan walked over and put her arm around her shoulder, indicating to her to stop fooling around. "It has nothing to do with you. Our boss won't touch you."

The woman was so frightened that her face turned pale.

She gripped the blanket tightly and thought of its origin. She felt a little warmer, but her lips still trembled.

**

Everyone in the hotel heard the gunshot and shivered. No one dared to go take a look, let alone call the police.

In the lobby, the hotel manager was busy evacuating guests.