Sixth Master's eyes were filled with horror and shock; looking towards his left and right-hand men now dead, his eyes replaced by a murderous aura, fury, and sorrow. Abruptly, he glared at Ye Xiaofei and roared, "Kill him."
Whoosh, whoosh.
No matter if it was the thirty-something people outside the door or the thirty-something people inside the room, everyone at that moment pulled out their handguns, aimed at Ye Xiaofei, and some even rapidly fired their guns.
Ye Xiaofei started to worry; he might be able to dodge a single handgun, but regarding the sixty-plus handguns aimed at him, he didn't even dare to think about it as his throat moved slightly.
As the gunfire began, Ye Xiaofei picked up a chair and smashed it against the window closest to him, then with a whoosh, he leaped out.
Bang, bang.
Members of the Little Red Flower Gang all followed, shooting at Ye Xiaofei who hit the ground running. Unfortunately, a bullet struck his shoulder, and blood began to flow out.
