John Hill laughed, "What could you possibly want?"
Even for a woman who didn't covet his money and power, he was very curious about what she might desire.
Ning Xia's hand suddenly formed the shape of a gun, pointing at his heart, "What if, what I want is your life?"
If Bo Siyan really had been killed by the virus, she couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't take his life in revenge.
After all, she had saved the enemy of Bo Siyan. Perhaps... if she hadn't saved him at that time, he wouldn't have made it back to C Country alive, and then Bo Siyan would not have been injected with such a terrifying virus.
John Hill's smile grew even wider, "My life, however, was saved by you."
"Yes, maybe I regret it now," Ning Xia said with a lazy smile, her sincerity indiscernible.
The man locked eyes with her for a few seconds and declared firmly, "You won't."
Ning Xia was a very kind woman.
Of this, he was absolutely certain.
