Xiang Wan, still shaken, huddled in Zuo Xingyun's embrace, almost believing she was going to die...
The one who shot Xun Lu just now must have been Lao Hei lurking in the dark.
It was only then that she remembered that Xun Lu had draped black cloth over all the ventilation openings on this floor, which blocked not only the wind and rain but also the view from the outside.
And the moment she had lifted the black cloth, exposing the view, Lao Hei found the opportunity to hit Xun Lu.
Zuo Xingyun had brought more people, so the chaos didn't last long before it ended.
Xun Lu was not yet dead, and Zuo Xingyun asked Xiang Wan to stand at a distance while he went up to Xun Lu alone.
He glanced at the wound on Xun Lu: "Seems the distance was still too far, even for Lao Hei, he couldn't hit the critical spot with one shot."
With blood foaming at her mouth, Xun Lu's eyes were filled with longing, as if she wanted to etch him into her mind before dying.