Zhou Zhilei's clothes were creased. Her hair was an absolute mess, and it made her look dishevelled. She nodded her head solemnly, "Older Brother Ming, Tony is banking on the fact that he has a hostage in his hands, so we would not choose to take action on him to use weaponry to catch him. He dares to be so arrogant, and now he wants to escape. We can only choose to catch him."
Lu Shaoming grunted slightly for a few seconds, and his thin lips moved, wanting to order the next step.
At this moment, "Shaoming." Ning Qing ran over to their direction.
Everyone's gaze in the big lounge focused on Ning Qing. Ning Qing ran to Lu Shaoming's side and tugged on his sleeve as she said, "Shaoming, you cannot go. There is danger!"
