"Otherwise?" Jing Jiaren suddenly raised her hand and pointed her gun at a bodyguard, "Is it that if you pull the trigger, he will die?" ”

The bodyguard was immediately shocked and did not dare to move.

Jing Jiaren moved his arm, and the muzzle of the gun swept over a group of bodyguards, Wilson, and Zuihou aimed at Ximen Longting.

"You said that if I go down with this shot, are you going to return to the west?"

Wilson: "Miss Jing, don't mess around. ”

Ximen Longting's dark eyes: "Do you want me to die so much?" ”

To be honest, at this moment, Jing Jiaren really has an urge to kill him, then she no longer has to worry about the people around her being implicated, he dies, and she will die later!

If this escape fails and is caught, a bunch of people will be implicated, and I am afraid that Shang Yanxuan's identity will also be found out.

But the palms of his hands secreted hot sweat.

"Ruthless woman," Simon Longting's eyes were terrifyingly deep, "if you really can do it, shoot it." ”

"You think I wouldn't dare-?!"

Simon Longting approached her.

Jing Jiaren subconsciously stepped back: "Don't come here, don't force me, I'll really shoot." ”

"I trusted you to give you the gun, Beauty, is that how you betrayed my trust?"

[Those who can be deceived are those who believe in you......]

Jing Jiaren's shoulders shook, and she lowered her hand, feeling chills in the autumn wind. Damn, she can't do it!

"What, don't kill me?" The cold and tall figure stood in front of her, stroking her sweaty hair, "Such an opportunity, if you miss it, you may never meet it in your life." ”

"I'm joking with you, why should you take it seriously......"

"Such a big joke?"

"I don't even know how to use a gun yet, how can I kill someone, even if I want to kill you, I'll have to wait for you to teach me, right?" Jing Jiaren raised her head calmly, "Am I that stupid?" ”

He wiped the sweat from her forehead: "You've been sweating a lot. ”

"It's because it's hot!"

"It's because you're nervous that you're scared—you're afraid I'm going to die." Ximen Longting's perceptive gaze peeked at her, "Weishenme? ”

Jing Jiaren's heart was in a panic.

"You can't bear to let me die. Jing Jiaren! He was not angry at her pointing a gun at him, but with incredible joy in his words.

Jing Jiaren pursed her dry lips, not knowing what to say.

He walked up behind her and put his hands around to hold her arm: "I'll teach you how to shoot." ”

Fingers folded over her index finger and the pistol tightened, and he aimed the bullseye as he spoke the basics.

"Ka-"

The gun didn't sound as she expected, and the bullets didn't break through the bull's-eye.

Jing Jiaren was silent for a moment, took out the bullet magazine, and found that it was full of plastic toy bullets!

"You, gave me a toy pistol?" Jing Jiaren felt that she was being played!

No wonder she pointed her gun at him just now, he was not afraid at all, and he was not angry afterwards. If you think about it with your brain, you know that he won't give her a chance to get a real gun, he has expected that she might do something to him!

He didn't trust her at all! And this toy gun happened to be his opportunity to test her.

The sinister and suspicious scorpion man-

"You're kidding me?" Jing Jia was so angry that she returned the magazine and loaded it, and slammed it into his chest with a shot.

Even though it was a plastic bullet, it still hurt slightly.