Even if Mr. X was more agile, he couldn’t avoid so many bullets, so he was unfortunately shot.
Ming Shu stopped the car and got down from the slope. Before Mr. X got up, she kicked him away.
Mr. X fell to the ground, feeling a little dizzy..
Ming Shu didn’t give him a chance to react. She tied Mr. X up, threw him back into the trunk, sat in the car, and started the car..
Wait!
She seemed to have forgotten someone.
Ming Shu patted her head and pushed open the car door.
Bang --
The bullet grazed the car door and hit a tree trunk not far away.
The people behind caught up.
Ming Shu looked down. An Jing was standing in the grass below, looking up at her.
His eyes... were a little sad.
Ming Shu took the submachine gun and looked behind her. She went down the slope, grabbed him, and kissed him on the lips.
Ming Shu brought him up. Bullets kept shooting at him. Ming Shu protected him and got into the car.
