Chen Meng'er's cold voice was accompanied by Peter's wail. No one had expected that this little Asian girl's actions were so fast, and her marksmanship was so good and so fierce.
"Shit, go." Peter's subordinates saw that their boss had lost a leg to Chen Meng'er, and their eyes turned red. They picked up their guns and aimed at Chen Meng'er.
However, along with that person's voice came the bullet that Yuwen Jing fired from his hand. It was followed by a group of people who rushed in from outside the door.
"Uncle Arthur?" Chen Meng'er glanced at the door and saw a group of blonde-haired people with assault rifles walking in with Yuwen Jing's father, Arthur Buyano.
"Little Meng'er, I am late. I will apologize to you later." Arthur's handsome face was full of worry as he sized up George, Chen Meng'er, and his son, Yuwen Jing, who were standing in front of Peter. Seeing that the two little guys were fine, his heart that had been worried all this time relaxed a little.
