Just as she was about to turn back, her arm was suddenly grasped by something, and she was forcibly spun around, the world whirls and her head spun until she felt dizzy.
The woman in high heels narrowed her eyeliner-lined eyes slightly and swiftly pulled out a short gun from her waist, striding forward to press the muzzle against the man's temple.
"Hey, the boss wants to see you, did you hear that?"
This time, the woman spoke in English.
Hearing these words, Wen Meimei's paralyzed brain began to operate rapidly again.
It seemed that she had just heard someone pull a trigger, hadn't she?
There was no one else in this shop, so she could hear even the slightest sounds clearly: those sounds just now were not lone, it seemed like several people had pulled triggers.
These people were all holding guns!
She could only hope that it was just her imagination...
Could it be that... he didn't want her to speak carelessly?
