This was the first time Jian Xi had seen Nan Mufeng's true strength.
Incredibly, incredibly strong, enough to crush everything!
Such skills, even in the organization of her former life, were rare to come by.
Even if the other side had gunmen, he didn't take them seriously!
So, it turned out that earlier, he hadn't been angry with her at all. He had sensed the danger!
These people, were they coming for her?
Qiao Yonghui? Song Jia? Or was it Qiao Jiaying?
"Why did you come out!" Nan Mufeng turned around displeased and glared at Jian Xi, "Go home!"
"Saw a gun, wanted to play with it." Jian Xi held a gun in her left hand and skillfully twirled it around like a toy. Her lips were faintly rosy, curling up slightly, and though she was barefaced, she exuded the dangerous allure of fiery red lips.
"Catch this woman!"
Someone shouted, and several men in black rushed towards Jian Xi.
The corridor was not very wide, narrow enough to squeeze only four people abreast.
