392 Second Wave of Assassins

Lu Chengzhou was not hurt. He stared at the bullet in the car window, the expression in his eyes harsh and brutal. He answered in a cold tone, "I'm fine."

When Lu Qi heard this he relaxed and sat back in the seat as if he were paralyzed. He pressed his shoulders and sticky blood flowed out, seeping between his fingers. He gasped.

Hearing the sound, Peng Yan first glanced at the road conditions, then turned to Lu Qi. He was relieved when he saw that Lu Qi had just been shot in his shoulder and that his life was not in danger. He heaved a sigh in relief. Then, he continued driving.

Lu Chengzhou turned his gaze to Lu Qi and saw the wound in his shoulder. His expression darkened. The car drove fast and the wind rushed by quickly. The sound was in Lu Qi's ears.

Lu Qi pressed his shoulders and raised his head to look at Lu Chengzhou. His soft face was pale. "Young Master Lu, our whereabouts must have been leaked."