Shen Xiaoxiao's desperate action of rushing into the fire frightened Yan Kuan. Who was the 'he' that she kept talking about?
Who would let Xiaoxiao risk her life to save him?
He was angry and anxious. Seeing Xiaoxiao like this, Yan Kuan wished he could knock her out and carry her back.
However, the fire here was very big, and there were bullets everywhere. He knew that his men would rather kill by mistake than miss. If Xiaoxiao were to barge in today, there was a high chance that something would happen. He could not afford to gamble.
Smoke filled the air, and the surroundings were gray, so he could not see her original appearance clearly. Other than the flames and the incessant sound of bullets and explosions, he could not hear anything else.
This abandoned garage was extremely large, and everything was in a mess. Shen Xiaoxiao was not walking steadily in that pair of high heels.
