Guo Nansheng sneered coldly.
"If I was just here to deal with you, I wouldn't even need to be here; I have a hundred ways to resolve this quietly. Do you believe that?"
Zhou Wang stared at Guo Nansheng, trying to make one last effort. "Old Guo, if you're willing to trust me just one last time, put down that lighter. I can't promise anything, but at least you'll still have a chance to see your mother."
Guo Nansheng fell silent.
After several seconds, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Sorry, Zhou Wang, you haven't been through what I've been through. Right now, I can't trust anyone anymore..."
As he spoke, Guo Nansheng looked at the metal lighter in his hand. With a movement of his fingers, the metal casing fell off, revealing the original look of the remote control, with a bright red button that stood out prominently.
