บท 102: Demolish the Heavenly Banquet Festival

Song Wei thought that she definitely would not be able to escape this time. Unexpectedly, in the next second, the room door was opened from the outside.

The lecherous man failed to make his move again and grew enraged. "I'll kill whoever f*cking dares to hinder me again!"

The only response he got was a cold gunshot. The bullet went straight through his left shoulder, and the impact threw him to the ground.

In an instant, a miserable howl echoed through the entire room. The man rolled around, shedding blood all over the ground.

Song Wei forced open her eyelids and looked towards the door.

Jiang Mingxu was standing in front of the door, and white smoke was still coming out of the muzzle of the Desert Eagle in his hand.

At this moment, the murderous aura on his body seemed to have gained a physical form. His icy gaze seemed like it would kill without a trace in the next second.