The dark hole of the gun's muzzle pressed against He Hai's forehead like the Grim Reaper.
The cold texture made He Hai's entire body's blood seem to freeze, and his face was extremely pale.
Opposite, the man had already cocked the gun, while getting up, holding the gun tightly against He Hai's forehead, his face somewhat grim.
"Ah... there's a gun!"
Inside the bus, someone screamed loudly.
Many of the people sitting there got up terrified and fled towards the back of the bus, causing chaos.
Even Yan Ling, Ji Xiaonan, and Song Xiaoyan, the three women, were frightened and hurriedly hid in the back.
"Oh my god... are we encountering robbers?"
Ji Xiaonan's face was all pale, clutching Yan Ling's arm tightly, her voice trembling.
Although Yan Ling was also very scared, she remained calm, shook her head, and said: "Don't panic, these people should be after money. At worst, just give it to them, personal safety is the most important!"
"Lin Tian, what do we do?"
