Miyai had never expected the situation to turn so suddenly. His right arm was injured, and when he intended to grab the gun with his left hand, Yan Fengchi discovered his intent. In the next second, Yan Fengchi searched him all over with professional movements, confiscating all the weapons on him. Just as he was about to replace Luo Xi to control Miyai, Luo Xi shook her head, "I have a bomb on my back, get it out."
"What?"
"An implanted bomb, hurry!" Luo Xi barked.
Gu Shaocheng still pointed the gun at Miyai, smiling, "Mr. Miyai, it seems you'll need to escort us out. I'm really sorry for the fright at our first meeting."
If it hadn't been for his quick reaction moments before, even after drawing the gun aiming at Miyai, Luo Xi might have been riddled with bullets by Miyai's men by now.
This arbitrary woman never gives any warning before taking action.
He definitely needed to teach her a lesson when they returned!
The precondition was: they had to withdraw quickly.
