Wedding, funeral (4)

'Damn it!'

What was that woman thinking?!

Xiao Yao cursed in her heart as she looked at Yan Sinian who was not far away. Suddenly, she pulled out a pistol from her pocket and pointed the black muzzle at his forehead.

"You guys better not move." "Yan Sinian, I promise you that if you are willing to die under my gun, I will spare the lives of the others!" She said viciously.

“Boss!”

"No!"

"Only we will die for the Boss! We will never let the Boss sacrifice himself for us!"

Everyone was shouting at the same time. Although there was a trace of uneasiness on their faces, they were more determined and determined!

They only shut their mouths when Yan Sinian raised his hand.

He said calmly,"I'm sorry, I can't trust you. If you want my life, I can give it to you, but you have to let my people leave first."

“Boss!”

Yan Yi turned pale with fright and prepared to step forward.