"Kid," the gang youth had already distanced himself from He Ao, his hand placed behind his back, "looks like you're up to no good."
But He Ao simply lowered his head, gave him a glance, and asked quietly, "Which way to the elevator?"
"Are you fucking pretending to be dumb on purpose?"
The gang youth suddenly drew a pistol from behind him, and his two companions behind him also pulled out their guns at the same time, "Kill him!"
At this moment, there were no other people around He Ao. When He Ao was stopped, and the gang youth's face first showed a stern expression, the people originally moving in and out around here had already paused and backed away far.
It seemed this wasn't the first time such an event occurred.
He Ao let out a soft sigh.
The three of them pulled the trigger almost simultaneously.
