Wang Hao saw the assassins closing in on him, and his brow furrowed tightly into a "川" character.
He glanced around and spotted a dead-end space, similar to a roof eave, and whispered, "Xiao Wan, superstar, you two stay here, and don't come out no matter what, you hear?"
"Oh, okay!" Xin Xiaowan and Zhang Ying'er obediently nodded their heads.
"You be careful too!" Then, Xin Xiaowan shouted towards Wang Hao's figure.
Zhang Ying'er hesitated to speak, watching Wang Hao with a complex expression in her eyes.
At this moment, she really didn't know how she should treat Wang Hao.
Wang Hao looked at Zhang Ying'er, didn't speak, but just smiled faintly at her.
Then, he flipped through the air, rolled on the spot, and jumped out.
Immediately, he could be seen like James Bond from a Hollywood movie, holding a gun in one hand, hammer cocked wide, and firing two short bursts at the approaching enemies.
"Bang, bang!"
