Not far away, there were five to six people lying on the shooting ground. Three of them had fallen under Shen Fanxing's gun.
The flames of war subsided and the surroundings fell silent. Everyone was on high alert, afraid that another bullet would be fired from another direction.
Shen Fanxing's grip on the gun did not change and she continued to shield the old man behind her. Her cold eyes observed her surroundings warily.
A few people had already surrounded her.
Bo Jinchuan, Qi Mohan, and Bo Jinhang surrounded her and Old Master almost immediately.
After confirming that no one was attacking, the few of them gradually let down their guard and left everything to the bodyguards!
Bo Jinchuan kept his gun and turned around to pull Shen Fanxing into his embrace. His face was dark as he scanned her from head to toe.
"I'm fine," whispered Shen Fanxing.
