"Stop!"
Bang!
A furious shout rang out, followed by a series of piercing gunshots.
Ling Chen's fist, hovering over Zhu Hong's head, paused for a moment. He looked up to see over a dozen men in suits rapidly approaching, all of whom had been pursuing him earlier. They had likely heard the commotion here and doubled back.
Facing more than ten dark gun muzzles, Ling Chen felt a chill in his heart. Without time to think, he hurriedly grabbed Zhu Hong's collar, preparing to drag his body up to use him as a human shield. After all, even after taking the strength-enhancing drug, he was still flesh and blood, incapable of withstanding the lethality of bullets.
However, before Ling Chen could pull Zhu Hong up, several bullets whizzed past his ear, just a hair's breadth away from blowing his head off.
