Mo Jingshen Struggled to Get Up With One Hand on the Ground, As If the Lost Treasure Finally Came Back to Him...
Éditeur: Henyee Translations
Atuta flew into a great rage and was about to shoot, but Ji Nuan suddenly jumped up, grabbed his wrist, and bit it hard.
"Ahhh!" Atuta couldn't control the gun in his hand due to the pain. As the gun shot, the bullet hit the bulletproof glass window.
The muffled sound of gunfire from the car was particularly clear. Mo Jingshen who had already approached the car widened his eyes and looked at the dark window of it with a jerk.
Ji Nuan looked up at Atuta and saw clearly the killing intent in his eyes. Mo Jingshen was right outside the car. He came with his men to save her. She couldn't just submit to Atuta.