The bodyguard, upon hearing the words, glanced in panic outside the corridor window, where the water kept rising and had already reached halfway up the window.
Taking advantage of his moment of panic, Li Qiyu looked firmly at Bo Yeyuan and gently nodded.
Bo Yeyuan's face slightly changed; he understood the meaning in her eyes...
His hand hanging by his side tightly clenched the pistol, and scenes of Mrs. Bo spinning in the roulette back then flashed through his mind.
It was as if time was flowing backward, bringing him back to when he was just a little boy...
Bo Yeyuan's gaze was deeply wise; he couldn't do it.
Li Qiyu frowned slightly: "Bo Yeyuan, you can do it."
"Look, in just a few minutes, once this floor is submerged, the window glass will shatter, all the water will rush in, and we'll just be waiting to die."
