Only the three of us

In the quietness of the old factory, three pair of dangerous eyes lock on the door as they wait for their uninvited guest to enter the building.

Seconds into their wait, the door that was on the brink of falling apart slowly creaks open as the footsteps outside comes to a halt.

Qin Jun slightly narrows his eyes as if he were trying to see the person's face. However, due to the pitch darkness outside, it was hard for him to make out any features.

He cautiously raise his hand holding the pistol with an attached silencer and aims it at the door. His plan is to wait for the person to enter and catch them off guard from behind.

However, his hand had only raised a little more than an inch when his eyes slightly widen in surprise.

What followed after the slightly opened door was not a person's body, but a person's hand holding a gun. The dark round muzzle of the gun was aimed directly at his forehead like the person had long known where he was positioned.