Chapter 50 Old Friend

——Bang!

The shot was extremely fast. Han Jiaojiao hadn't even stepped into the store; she was just standing in front of the partially closed door when she fired a bullet toward the assailant's head without hesitation. The bullet made a hole in the back of his head, and blood spurted out from the opening.

His body slumped to one side and fell, and the woman struggling beneath him was stunned by the sudden change.

Her shirt had been torn apart. Han Jiaojiao felt embarrassed to look more but quickly glanced at her lower half and saw that her pants were still intact, which relieved her.

——Hong Yun, like this, have I repaid the kindness from your past life?

Han Jiaojiao stood at the doorway without entering. Hong Yun hated being seen in a destitute state. Besides, in this life, things were different; they might not interact at all.