Listening to the clashing sounds outside and the gradually diminishing gunfire, Peng Tianhu's mood also grew heavier, as an endless wave of fear emerged from his heart, threatening to completely devour him.
Lu Tianxing walked step by step toward the front, his face wearing a smirk as he looked at the remaining seven or eight bodyguards who were too terrified to come forward, "Aren't you going to make a move against me?"
The remaining eight bodyguards shook their heads frantically, without giving it a second thought, they threw away the guns in their hands and flashed a smile at Lu Tianxing that was uglier than a cry.
