"Is this how you protect the Boss? Didn't you notice the danger approaching at all?"
Within the small garden not far from the intensive care unit, Xiao Fei looked at Qin Tian with a cold question, his hands already clenched into fists. This garden, meant for patients to stroll and rest, was now filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Faced with Xiao Fei's interrogation, Qin Tian lowered his head, his clenched fists popping at the joints.
At the time, Zhou Qi wanted to drink with Wang Yu, and his attention was entirely on Wang Yu, so he didn't notice the danger coming.
To be honest, even if he had noticed, it would have been too late. The gunman was not alone, and he started firing the moment he pushed the door open. In that situation, he had no chance to fight back at all, and even if he had disregarded his life to counterattack, the result would have been the same, lying in a pool of blood.
