The gentle smile from before was gone. He Qingming's gaze was cold as he stared at Xiang Xue'er in his arms. "But what a pity, my dear. This old thing's property is mine alone!"

The smile on Xiang Xue'er's face immediately froze. She slanted her eyes towards the gun He Qingming was holding against her back, and sneered. "Hmph!" I knew it would be like this. Sorry, I, Lone Wolf, have never shared my prey with anyone else like you! "

She slowly took her hand from He Qingming's back. In her hand was a small syringe with a bit of red liquid remaining. She waved the syringe in her hand and with a flip of her hand, she quickly took the gun in his hand.

He Qingming fell to the ground with a thump. He felt a surge of anesthesia from his back, making him unable to move. He raised his head to look at Xiang Xue'er and shouted, "You … You stinger female scorpion, what did you inject me with! "

Xiang Xue'er opened the chamber and threw the bullets one by one onto the ground. With a "pa pa pa" sound, they fell to the ground. He turned to He Qingming and smiled, "It's nothing, darling. It's just a small parting gift. Don't worry, it won't hurt too much. After the anesthesia, your heart will collapse. You can go and rest assured. I will definitely spend this money for you!"

From the very beginning, he knew that this old fox would work with the same kind of person as him. Even if he got the money, he would only take it for himself and would never share it.

Xiang Xue'er waved her hands and turned to walk towards the Land Rover. This was her last business deal, and once she received the money, she was prepared to give up. She only had enough to spend for the rest of her life, and would begin to enjoy life.

He Qingming, who was struggling on the ground behind him, began to twitch. He struggled to put his hand into his pocket and fished out a gun. He aimed the gun at Xiang Xue'er, who had her back facing him.

"If I can't get it, no one can!" Panting heavily, his pupils rapidly dilated as he perished from exhaustion. Xiang Xue'er, hearing the angry shout behind her, turned around and was about to check out the situation.

With a "bang", a huge impact hit her chest. After a burst of intense pain, she lowered her head and held her chest, blood slowly flowing out from her clothes.

He had been shot, and it even hit his heart. Xiang Xue'er fell to her knees with a thud, her beautiful eyes staring at He Qingming, who was holding a handgun. Damn it, this bastard still has a handgun.

Xiang Xue'er slowly shifted her body. Leaning on the wheel of the car, she looked up at the starry sky and sneered, "Hmph! The result of killing countless people and being unable to escape death! "

A light breeze blew with a faint trace of blood. Vile. Xiang Xue'er closed her eyes. From this moment on, Lone Wolf had completely disappeared from the world of assassins.