The ordinary woman would tremble holding a gun, but was Jordan's wife. She had seen bloody scene, fighting and killing.
“What do you mean, brother?”
Arlo widened his eyes, looking at Anthony, “I have given you all the money, you still want to kill us?”
“You won't stop because you have given me the money. You desperadoes, we have to kill you all, or we will have a lot of troubles.” Anthony said with a sinister smile.
“Are you really going to kill us? Arlo raised his eyebrows.
“No, who said I going to kill you? I abide by law, I will not kill you.” Anthony shook his head.
“Beauty, do you hate them?” Anthony looked at Aria and held her hand.
“Yes.” Aria nodded her head.
“How much do you hate them?” Asked Anthony.
“I wish I could kill them.” Aria showed a ferocious face.
“So what are you waiting for?” Anthony said with a smile, “Shoot.”
“But I don’t know how to...”
“I told you, if you don’t know how to shoot, I can teach you.” Laughed Anthony.
Arlo said coldly, “Everybody, kill them!”
Everyone raised their knives and ran towards Anthony.
“Pull the trigger!” Said Anthony coldly.
“You pull the trigger and I aim it for you.” Anthony said in Aria's ear.
“Quick!”
As Aria pulled the trigger, Anthony veered sharply.
There was a bang of a gun.
One got shot in head.
Undeterred, the crowd rushed forward more quickly.
Anthony grabbed Aria's hand, standing behind her. Every time Anthony said shoot, Aria pulled once the trigger, and there would be one person got shot.
In the end, there was only one bullet left in the gun.
And Arlo was the only person standing there.
Arlo was wounded on both shoulders and could not hold a knife or fight.
Watching his men die, Arlo showed a ferocious and despair face.
“The last one. Do it yourself.” Anthony let go of Aria's hand.
Arlo had lost both arms, and now he was as good as a useless man.
Aria looked at the bodies on the ground and she was a little scared.
Half a minute later, Aria came out of the fright.
Aria walked over to Arlo. “You deserve to die!”
There was a bang, and Aria shot him directly in the head.
There was no bullet in the gun anymore, so Aria threw the gun on the ground.
Anthony took out Arlo's cell phone and handed it to Aria, “Call your husband and show him how many people you killed.”
“Well, women are terrible.” Anthony shook his head and sighed.
Aria was speechless. Were these people not killed by him?
“Right, when your husband is here, don’t mention me to him. If he asked, you tell him these people perished together for the sake of sharing the spoiling.”
“I'm not good at making stories, so make them up yourself. Anyway, don't mention me. I brought you here and ran away, and I didn't take the money.” Anthony asked Aria, “Do you understand what I mean?”
Aria nodded, “Yes.”
“Well, that's good, I am leaving.” Anthony grinned and looked at Aria, “How do you women protect your hands, they are so smooth!”
Aria's face changed, as if she was angry.
Anthony got into the car and went away.
Back to the bar, Uncle Qian looked at bags of money and asked, “Anthony, what is going on? I asked you to send money, how did you take the money back?”
“And there seems to be more?” Uncle Qian was in doubt.
“Uncle Qian, I robbed it.” Anthony told Uncle Qian what had just happened.
“That woman won't betray you, will she?” Uncle Qian was worried, “In case your identity is exposed, then we will be exposed......”
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