After transmigrating into the book, she became the male god's white moonlight.

Chapter 222 Who the hell stole my job!

"Hehehe, do you see the second to last window on the third floor?"

A sickly, seductive laugh escaped from his lips, lingering in the hearts of everyone present.

Everyone's gaze followed the sound to the second-to-last window.

But see...

The window was drawn back with a white curtain, leaving only a small gap.

Under the reflection of light, a dark figure was vaguely outlined.

If you don't look closely, it's hard to spot the dark hole in the gap of the curtain.

A dangerous thought gradually surfaced in Qiao Xiao's mind.

Could it be...

"Don't make any rash moves, otherwise..."

The person in the darkness raised their slender fingers with a noble and elegant gesture, making a launching motion in the air.

A few faint, almost manic laughs escaped from the corners of his mouth, "biu~"

Unrestrained laughter echoed throughout the arcade, carried through the speakers.

His casual words sent a shiver down one's spine, making them impossible to ignore.

"Damn, who is this guy? He's so arrogant."

"Yeah, what kind of prank is this? Stop scaring people, okay?"

"Things have been getting more and more turbulent lately, with a whole host of upsetting things happening."

Some people, unaware of the facts, were venting their frustrations below, completely oblivious to the seriousness of the situation.

Even if someone did manage to spot that patch of black, they would have already chosen to ignore it.

In a society governed by the rule of law, how could anyone actually carry a gun and commit a violent crime?

To do something you know is impossible—isn't that foolish?
"Damn it, stop messing around, okay?"

I've wasted so much time, I have no interest in playing this childish farce with you.

"Ha! How naive!"

One of the men wearing a baseball cap showed impatience and made as if to turn and leave. Suddenly, a sharp object whizzed through the white cap at incredible speed and embedded itself precisely in the wall.

Several detectives present subconsciously looked towards the third-floor window.

A few wisps of white smoke rose from the bulge in the open window, but there was no deafening sound, clearly indicating that a silencer had been installed.

Then, everyone looked at the man wearing the white hat.

Just moments ago, he was irritable and angry, but now his pupils contracted rapidly, revealing only terror.

He swallowed hard, his legs trembling violently beneath his loose trousers.

Within seconds, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground, his back covered in cold sweat.

This was the first time he had ever felt that death was so close.

But it must be said that this move of making an example of someone was, in a word, perfect!
It wasn't just about choosing the right time and place; more accurately, it was about understanding people's hearts.

Knowing when to act will achieve the desired effect.

He successfully calmed the restless people down.

Its effect was far better than the previous police officer's attempt to comfort him in the broadcasting room.

With the man's example set, those who harbored resentment immediately fell silent.

The once noisy arcade was now so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Just kidding, this is a living, breathing human life.

Even if it's uncertain whether it's true or false, no one would be foolish enough to joke about their own life.

Lan Jing leaned against the wall with a languid expression, one hand in her pocket, the black earring on her left ear shining brightly, adding a touch of arrogance.

He tilted his head, his soft tongue licking his back teeth with displeasure.

This is a kind of resentment stemming from having one's job taken away by a competitor.

Lan Jing: Damn it, who the hell stole my job?
Boy: I'll just look and not say anything.

Bo Yeyuan: I see through it but don't say it.

The person in the darkness: ...

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