Other people might not be able to recognize the outline of a gun, but Feng Ling could.
Her eyelids twitched with a jerk in an instant.
The two people had guns and headed for the floor where she and Li Nanheng lived.
But they obviously didn't know her.
So, who were they coming for? The answer was obvious.
Seeing that the elevator door was closed, Feng Ling paused for a while and then walked quickly to the stairways not far away. She rushed straight up and ran to the fourteenth floor at a stretch. Then she jumped out from the window.
In modern buildings, especially in the United States, high-rise buildings would have a fire escape on the fourteenth floor beside the outer wall, which was like a long public balcony.
Feng Ling lurked on this fire escape. She looked up and it was the fifteenth floor where she and Li Nanheng lived. It was only two or three meters away from the window of Li Nanheng's apartment.
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In the room.
