"Damn it, like a vengeful ghost that just won't disappear!" Han Mo cursed viciously at the doorway before vanishing in a flash, planning to make a run for it.
However, what angered Han Mo was that he had only just lifted his foot to step outside!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Three bullets accurately hit the ground right where Han Mo's foot had been. Needless to say, it was Sima Qing shooting from the shadows.
With Sima Qing's marksmanship, taking down Han Mo with a single shot would normally be no problem. But this time, Sima Qing used only regular bullets, a warning shot for Han Mo.
"Motherfucker!" The three ordinary bullets made all of Han Mo's hair stand on end.
If Sima Qing had wanted to take his life, it would have been as easy as turning over her hand.
The front door was definitely no longer an option; the only way out was the back!
Han Mo changed direction, darted out of the room, and prepared to rush for the back door.