Brother Jiang quickly ordered his men to prepare the tools and began to blast the door open.
Everything was ready, and they were only waiting for Shao Qingfeng to come up from the fifth floor to create a diversion.
At that time, it was obvious that there was not enough time, and the wild wolf did not have much patience.
"Brat, you've got guts and a ruthless heart. You don't know how to be tender to such a delicate beauty. Don't blame me for blowing her head off and sending her to the West." Wild wolf sneered sinisterly. He loaded the gun, held the handle, and slowly pulled down his index finger.
Su yingxue was so scared that her face turned pale. She cried out in a low voice, " "Wen Muchu Feifei, hurry up and save me, hurry up and save me!"
Wen Muchu did not move at all. He held the gun in his hand and stared at the wild wolf without blinking.
"If she dies, you won't be able to escape."
