After Xi Mengna and her bodyguard left, the soldiers in the bar immediately surrounded Zhao Yu with their guns.
"Tsk!" "It's already dark, and you're still wearing big sunglasses. Aren't you afraid of falling ...?" Zhao Yu said in Arabic.
However, at the same time, Zhao Yu had made up his mind and was ready to counterattack.
Without a doubt, what Xi menna meant was that she wanted him dead!
Now that the soldiers had surrounded him, they must have wanted to end him by shooting him on the spot.
So, Zhao Yu had no way out now, and could only try his best and try his luck!
Hmph!
Realizing that he had been forced into a dead end, Zhao Yu felt relieved. He thought that since he had so many awesome props, even if he couldn't turn the tide, he could at least protect himself!
Even if the counterattack did not succeed, an aircraft could still escape far away.
Hence, Zhao Yu was ready to rush to the warden in the chaos, grab his pistol, and take him hostage!