C842 I Killed Him

As the trump card assassin of Divine Wind, Qian Xue naturally wouldn't fall from the roof. Moreover, she wasn't worried that Wang Yue's gun would take her life.

One hand was holding the roof of the balcony and the other hand was holding the bright red ribbon. Under Wang Fann and Wang Yue's gaze, Qian Xue flipped over and flew from the roof into the balcony. Just as her feet touched the ground