Yan Luoxi figured it out, Li Yeqi was deliberately provoking Hou Long, directing all the attention towards himself. She desperately tried to calm down; she had to find a way to save him.
But now they were under control, without even a weapon in hand, how could they save him?
Yan Luoxi was so anxious that cold sweat dripped one by one. At this moment, Li Yeqi attracted everyone's attention, and the person guarding her had obviously let down their guard.
She gritted her teeth, looking at the gun in the person's hand; her heart tightened fiercely. She must snatch that gun as quickly as possible; this might be their only chance.
The sudden pressure caused a layer of cold sweat to appear on her back. She raised her eyes to look at Li Yeqi, who gave her a barely perceptible nod, clearly aware of what she was about to do.
Hou Long, enraged, pressed the gun to his temple, veins bulging on his forehead, "Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"
