Wang Yichen held the gun straight to the forehead of the man who kidnapped Xuan Ling.
"You only have 30 seconds to decide, bastard! Either you take me to your prisoner or I'll pop your brains out of that skull!"
"Are you his sugar daddy? No wonder he has his a*s loose when I tasted him!" The kidnapper said, laughing.
Wang Yichen's eyes almost popped out in rage as his hands voluntarily changed target, from the head to the center, he shot the man's d*ck unhesitantly and threw him into the ground. "I forgot to tell you, I don't like killing people right away. Why don't you suffer a little bit?" He kicked away all weapons that may ease the man's death and shot both his feet so he couldn't walk. "Die feeling pain and resentment. Maybe if you just shut the f*ck up, I'd have let you die quickly."
"You are a sick man!" The kidnapper exclaimed,
