บท 351: Chapter 337: Assassin, Shooting Case 2_1

"Ah!!"

"Oh my God!!"

The screeching noise of the tire friction was unbearably piercing. The person in the car clearly had premeditated it, failing to hit Musheng with one bump, then swiftly turning the steering wheel to try to ram into him again. Musheng saw through the street lights that one of the car's occupants was wearing a cartoon mask—judging by the body shape, it was likely a man, and he had come prepared.

In an instant, Musheng dashed toward the steps at the street corner. Seeing they could not hit Musheng, the man suddenly pulled out a handgun and fired a shot at Musheng's figure.

"Bang!"

The gunshot sliced through the sky, yet Musheng dodged the bullet with an impossibly quick movement. To any onlooker, it would seem she just got lucky, but the assailant's pupils shrank and, without hesitation, he fired another shot, which Musheng also evaded.