The next moment, everyone looked toward Qiao Yue with expressions of shock and fear.
The middle-aged man screamed even more hysterically, "Damn it! Impossible! You're not Chu Yu, who the hell are you?"
"Hehe, naturally I'm not Chu Yu," Qiao Yue laughed, then tore off the human skin mask on her face, revealing her true appearance.
"You people are truly detestable, daring to make my man angry. Now, you all can die!"
Upon hearing this, those around were furiously enraged.
The middle-aged man even more frantically shouted, "Guns! Get your guns and kill all three of them for me!"
Bang, bang, bang!
The next instant, all the black-clothed men drew their guns.
A cold smile appeared on Qiao Yue's lips while Su Chen picked up Qiu'er and moved like lightning, constantly dodging.
He didn't need to take action himself, Qiao Yue alone was more than enough to handle them.
So, he brought Qiu'er to a safe place.
Suddenly, the sound of the gunfire ceased,
