The gunfire rang out crisply, shadows spreading across Su Changxing's face.
Su Changxing aimed the gun at the fleshy face and said, "Have you made up your mind? If you don't speak, I'll take it as a refusal."
Death cannot threaten everyone, especially not someone like the Director. Would those who have died still fear death?
Su Changxing didn't know, as he had never died and didn't know what death felt like.
Just as Su Changxing was about to pull the trigger.
"Alright!"
The Director immediately said, his facial expression becoming clearer, with a skin-like texture appearing: "Is there something you need me to do? Or perhaps..."
"Boom~"
Another bullet hit the Director's ugly, rotting face, scattering it again, leaving no trace of flesh this time, dissolving completely.
"No need."
Su Changxing chuckled, a green glint flashing in his eyes as he put away the gun and noticed the kill notification popping up on his phone.
