C74 You're Thinking too Much

A cold-looking man in black stood behind Wang Ziwen without making a sound. He raised his hand and lifted a long black fishing bag.

The fishing bag had the shape of a long barrel. It pressed against the back of Wang Ziwen's head.

"Brother behind me, don't do anything stupid. The gun will go off..." Wang Ziwen said with a pale face. He raised his hands and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead