Watching Kong Shi about to be harmed, An Zisheng, who was tightly entangled by the assassin, let out a thunderous roar, desperately trying to break free from the enemy. An Zhihang and An Zhiyan were even more panicked, and the assassin struck them fiercely in the chest.
"No—! Xiao Shi!"
"Bang—!"
An Zisheng's heart-wrenching howl, accompanied by a gunshot, echoed to the heavens!
Kong Shi, who had her eyes tightly closed, waiting for death, suddenly felt a warmth on her face, a thick, bloody liquid sprayed onto her right cheek.
She abruptly opened her eyes, and the black-clothed man who was about to strangle her was lying straight on the ground, with eyes wide open, dead without closing them!
Stunned, Kong Shi extended her hand and wiped her right cheek, her eyes meeting the glaring red!
It was blood! The fresh blood sprayed out by that man!
