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Bai Qing'er gritted her teeth, but there was nothing she could do.

Compared to her hatred towards Su Shinian, she cared more about her own life.

"Let go of the gun first, we have a good talk." Bai Qing'er tried her best to negotiate.

"No, you can give it to me first." Su Shinian stubbornly held onto the gun. She pressed her finger down again