Stunned by this scene, the other people finally returned to their senses and hurriedly fired at the tail of the car.
However, it was too late.
The black Buick pulled steadily into the road amid a jumble of gunfire, and as the traffic faded out of sight—
At this moment, the fat executive finally found a backup electric light to illuminate the lobby, but he only saw Shadow's ashen face and the mess on the ground.
"Are… are you alright?"
He carefully went forward to comfort him.
Shadow's head buzzed and his face was ashen. He kicked the trash can beside him and panted heavily. His mind went blank!
He had never expected this outcome.
He was just a little bit away from catching Qiao Nian. Just a little bit… He could already feel that he had forced her into a corner.
Just give him another minute—no, ten seconds—and he could have caught her!
But in the blink of an eye, she was saved.
