The afternoon sun was strong and dazzling, and the surrounding barrenness looked strangely quiet in the windy dust.
The tall men are holding the unconscious woman with one hand, and their shadows are printed on the earth heated by the scorching sun. In the world of light and shadow, time seems to be still at this moment.
He Congyue was the first person to rush forward and break the silence: “Let her level.”
Young Master Xu’s eyes were dark as if a storm was about to hit the night sky. He stared closely at a place where the bullet came from.
With cold eyes, he pushed the person to He Congyue blankly, kicked his feet on the ground, a gun leaped up, he grabbed the fallen gun with a stride, and rushed in that direction.
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