C540 Torture

The skinny man who had just fainted on the floor moved slightly. He quickly took out a black pistol from his pants pocket. The black muzzle of the pistol slowly aimed at Wang Xin's body in the bedroom.

The skinny man only opened his eyes slightly. He used the corner of his eye to see Wang Xin's position. His movements were very slow and careful. He looked as if he was still unconscious