Zhao Xiaotang looked at Guo Hailong coldly, "Taking off my clothes is out of the question. I'm no longer the person I was yesterday."
"So don't have any illusions. At worst, we'll go down together."
"You won't get anything." There wasn't even a hint of fear on Zhao Xiaotang's face.
This made Guo Hailong furious, pointing a gun at Zhao Xiaotang, "Are you not afraid? If not, then I'll kill your mom first."
Saying this, he aimed the gun at Mrs. Zhao.
Mrs. Zhao's face turned pale. Though she didn't beg for mercy, she was trembling, clearly terrified deep inside.
Zhao Xiaotang saw this and couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.
With things already at this point, what's there to be afraid of?
Zhao Xiaotang remained unmoved and simply said to Guo Hailong, "Remember to shoot me after you kill my mom."
"Or you could shoot me first, let me die before her."
Mrs. Zhao raised her head, looking at Zhao Xiaotang as if she were a stranger.
