C98 No time to joke

Feeling the cold muzzle of the gun against her forehead, Su Qing opened her eyes in a daze. Due to the shock she had received, her memory was somewhat fragmented. It seemed like she had committed suicide just now. Then, she should be dead by now?

The current Su Qing could only vaguely see the hazy sky, but his sense of smell clearly told her that the room was filled with the thick smell of blood