Qin Junlan and Zhang Tiejun, as well as their client, fled faster than everyone else, murmuring, "A shooting, a shooting… A sniper's shooting someone…"
Crystal Rhythm Hotel's servers, guests, and chefs scurried their way out at once.
Rumors were usually the deadliest but also the most useful.
No job was more important than your own life.
Yun Jian, Yun Yi, and Xu Haozhe were now standing behind a wall, precisely out of the sniper's range.
"Go now. Those people are after me, I can't burden you guys," Xu Haozhe critically explained with his fists clenched looking at the siblings.
He gave up pretending and flipped the edge of his shirt up to retrieve a pistol from his belt.
"Zhe, you…" Yun Yi's eyes widened at Xu Haozhe, unable to believe that his best friend had been carrying a pistol with him all the time.
