"I'm looking for my gun!"

Lang Wa also answered the woman in the same cold voice.

"Your gun, here, believe it or not, I will kill you right now."

Without the slightest hesitation, the woman pulled out a handful of twenty rings from her bathrobe with a very dashing, and, if it could be described as a very agile movement.

The muzzle of the black hole hole was directly against Lang Wa's head.

Lang Wa was still slumped on the couch, glancing blankly at her gun.

When Lang Wa's eyes moved away from the pistol she was familiar with, Lang Wa's gaze moved to the woman's face again.

"Damn, this beautiful woman, when, she is a beautiful woman."

"Because, this beautiful woman, with a murderous face, is still a kind of beauty with a charming feeling."

This is the concept that flashed out of Lang Wa's mind.

"I should have a gun!"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't be worthy of being called a two-gun baby!"

Lang Wa moved for a while, her still soft body, still using a kind of cynicism, but still a little mocking, saying what she wanted to say.

"What are you doing in this city?"

It was still a cold voice, and in this cold voice, it seemed that all the gentleness of the woman had been wiped out.

"It doesn't seem like this should be what you asked me!"

"And I should ask you, why am I here?"

"Also, how did my twin guns end up in your hands?"

"Also, I don't know you!"

"Also, where is the bearded man who sat across from me drinking last night?"

"Also, are you the owner of this lighter on the coffee table?"

"Also, when did you give me the medicine?"

"And that is, what kind of medicine did you give me?"

A series of whys, it seems, completely aroused the anger in the woman's heart.

"Where did you get so much, why?"

"You fucking I picked it up from the bar, okay?"

"Since you don't want to say who you are, there is no need for me to keep you."

"Just, I'll shoot you to death!"

The words that came out of the woman's mouth were even colder.

Lang Wa couldn't help but shudder up and down.

The woman, with her supple wrist, pressed down.

The muzzle of the gun, on Lang Wa's forehead, was tighter.

Lang Wa knows that this woman is a master who can use a gun.

Because, putting the muzzle of the gun on one's head, to such a tight degree, says it all.

Although, when the gunshot rang out, his body, when he fell, could not avoid staining the carpet.

However, blood will never be splashed on this woman's body.

"I can tell you now that the owner of this lighter is not me."

The woman seems to have made up her mind to kill Lang Wa with one shot.

Because, Lang Wa knows that this person will often tell his opponent the truth of the matter when his opponent is about to die.

"The owner of this lighter, since it's not you, then, why is this lighter in your home?"

"I rented this house, okay?"

"Miss Ben, that is, I just rented this house for three days."

"I haven't had time to clean it up yet."

"I think this lighter, and this cigarette, probably belong to the original owner!"

"Who is the original owner?"

Lang Wa seems to be quite interested in this pack of cigarettes and this lighter.

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

The woman categorically refused to answer Langwa's question.

The woman didn't seem to want to ask Lang Wa anything more.

Because, Lang Wa's eyes can see very clearly, the index finger of the woman's right hand has begun to be on the trigger, quietly adding force.

For a master of playing with guns like Lang Wa, as long as a woman's index finger, press the board machine to half of the place.

Then, his head will immediately let the twenty rings on his forehead completely burst.

Lang Wa doesn't want to die, this is not to say that Lang Wa is afraid of death.

It's that Langwa doesn't want to die.

Because, Lang Wa can't afford to die.

"I'm here to investigate a bloody case!"

This is Langwa's answer.

"What kind of bloodshed?"

The woman continued to ask Lang Wa.

"A bloody case."

"When did the bloodshed happen?"

"Fifteen years ago's bloodshed."

The woman finally pulled the pistol's trigger.

Lang Wa closed her eyes helplessly.

However, Lang Wa only heard a crunch sound.

When Lang Wa brought her fright back to reality, the woman's face was full of sunshine again.

"Alright, there's no bullet in the gun."

"I only have a pistol here, and I don't know where your other gun went."

As she spoke, the woman glanced at the huge grandfather clock with her eyes.

"Okay, you don't have to be cowardly, the poison in you is not a deadly poison."

"You're just ecstasy, I've already given you an antidote, and you'll be fine in about ten minutes."

Lang Wa glanced at the woman, and Lang Wa buried her body in the sofa again.

Lang Wa's eyes began to stare intently at the huge grandfather clock.

Lang Wa was quietly listening to the sound of the clattering clock.

Lang Wa silently counted the time in her heart.

At three minutes, Lang Wa secretly clenched her fist, and Lang Wa felt that the strength was slowly returning to her body.

At five minutes, Lang Wa secretly tensed the muscles on her body again.

Lang Wa knew that her strength had almost recovered.

At eight minutes, Lang Wa took the opportunity to move her body and secretly contracted her body again.

In Langwa's heart, she immediately knew that her strength had been completely restored.

Lang Wa slowly closed her eyes.

Lang Wa pretended to be careless.

Lang Wa is just to distract women.

Because Lang Wa knows that she is not facing an ordinary woman.

This point, Lang Wa's heart is very clear, after all, just now, when he put the gun against his forehead, Lang Wa already knew.

In her heart, Lang Wa silently counted the sound of the clock swinging.

When Lang Wa was convinced that the ten-minute time had arrived, Lang Wa was also convinced that the woman was not deceiving herself by giving herself a ten-minute concept of time.

Lang Wa's hand suddenly reached under her right foot, the heavy sole.