Ye Wangchuan stepped on the accelerator and dispersed the people blocking the old residence's entrance.
He stared at Ji Nan at the door without blinking. His slender fingers operated the steering wheel, not looking at the people dodging to all sides.
The moment that person fired, the black SUV completed a beautiful 180° turn and braked. Using the tires' friction, it swung its tail and perfectly blocked in front of Ji Nan.
Almost at the same time, the car door near Qin Si's seat shook. He looked down and saw the vortex created by the bullets at the door. He was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat.
F*ck, Master Wang was risking his life!
Most importantly, he was playing with his life. He was scared to death.
Qiao Nian wasn't idle. As the car swerved and the people inside swayed unsteadily, she lowered the brim of her cap and aimed at the wrist of the person holding the gun. White smoke came out of her mini pistol's muzzle as a bullet shot out.
