1343 Cold-blooded (4)

The voice spoke gloomily through gritted teeth. Even Ah Yong could not help but tremble.

Ding!

At this opening, a strong light flashed past their eyes. Ah Yong and Gu Qiwu could not help but lift a hand to shield their eyes.

Bam!

Ah Yong felt a pain on his arm, and in the next instant, he noticed that his gun had been taken away. His other wrist was in excruciating pain too, then he subconsciously pushed forward.

There were only the chaotic sounds of movement.

"Don't move!"

"I dare you! Shoot then!"

Two voices spoke up at about the same time. It was all so quick that Ah Yong did not have the time to react when both his guns were snatched away. He only quickly moved and used this moment when everyone was distracted to move to Glenn's side and catch his wrist.

However, at this moment, Gu Qiwu and Doris were both aiming a gun at each other's chest.

"Shoot then! Gu Qiwu, do you dare? You sanctimonious, despicable man!"