"Since you're so eager to die, let me do you the favor and send you on your way!"
The cold touch of the gun barrel against Shen Cheng's forehead was just as cold as her heart, dead and ashen.
She looked at Shen Bo, her eyes smiling, "You're such a good uncle!"
Having said that, she closed her eyes and her thin lips curled up slightly, "Shoot."
She believed that Shen Bo would pull the trigger, and he had the guts to do it, too.
In Jiang City, he had done all kinds of evil, murder, arson, smuggling, drug trafficking - there wasn't any illegal deed he hadn't done.
But because the Shen Family had great power and influence, they could smooth over any big issue by pulling strings, and so, over the years, Shen Bo had become even more unbridled.
Killing someone for him was as easy as squashing an ant.
Even if a death occurred in the Shen Family, and someone came investigating, they could easily dismiss it with an excuse.
"Uncle."
