This time, he aimed his gun at He Lin and Yang Fei a short distance away.
Perhaps he thought Kong Jianming was no longer worth wasting a bullet on.
"Stop-"
Song Ning hurriedly tried to stop him. "They have to be alive to serve as hostages! They're wounded and pose no threat to you! Keep them alive, and you can still use them to negotiate later!"
"Ha ha ha-"
The woman let out another shrill laugh. She took two steps forward and viciously kicked Kong Jianming, who lay curled up on the ground.
"We kept you alive... to trade for something! If there's nothing to trade for, there's no reason to keep you!"
The woman's words left Song Ning puzzled.
There had been gunfire beyond the hill earlier. Clearly, their pursuers were closing in.
Under normal circumstances, they should either flee immediately or keep a close watch on their hostages.
At least with hostages in their hands, the military would hesitate to act for fear of harming them.
But why weren't they running?
In these vast mountains, there were chances to survive everywhere.
They still had a chance if they chose to flee now.
Yet not only were they refusing to flee, they were going to kill the hostages!
Weren't they cutting off their own escape route?
Of course, the thought only flashed through her mind.
The woman had already raised a hand to point at her. "Give her what she wants! Fifth! It doesn't matter whether those others live or die! Kill her! We're leaving!"
The man in black immediately swung his gun around and aimed it at Song Ning.
Song Ning stood where she was, looking calmly at the dark muzzle.
Her mind, however, was racing.
Was there still any way to turn this situation around...?
*If there