Yu Shijin, What The Hell Do You Want?

All the lights in the villa were suddenly turned on.

The lamplights shone through the glass windows onto the gun glinting coldly in Su Huiqing's hand.

The leader of the assassination team raised his head in disbelief. He felt like he was immersed in icy-cold waters.

A sense of chilliness rose from the depths of his heart!

The girl gazed down upon him, those pitch-black eyes full of a cool cruel light- harsh and murderous.

"I don't care that you are murdering someone. But why are you pretending to be Assassin God?"

Her voice was low and chilly.

Her delicate brows were tinged with malevolence.

Subdued by the gun, the assassin didn't answer. Instead, he asked, "Who are you?!"

He was sure that Su Huiqing didn't dare to kill him as he felt that she needed information from him.

He would be safe before that.

However…