Their bodies knocked over the small table; their blood stained the scattered poker cards red.
This commotion caught the attention of the two people standing on the balcony.
"What are you guys doing? How can you flip the table while playing cards?"
The two of them cursed, and one turned around to see what was going on. But he only saw the muzzle of a gun pointing directly at him.
He had just opened his mouth, wanting to say something in plea, but his head was shot through.
At this moment, the last person alive realized that the trouble was big.
Even though he hadn't seen what happened behind him, with his forehead covered in cold sweat, he turned his back to Li Ang, slowly and shakily raised his hands high, and said, "Don't be hasty... I didn't see you... Whatever you need to do, do it, anything you want, take it, whatever you want me to do, I can cooperate, just leave me a life..."
He's not an idiot.
