Yan Luoxi almost pulled the trigger, but seeing it was Li Yeqi, she was so scared her legs went weak, her figure swaying. Li Yeqi rushed over and pulled her into his arms.
He anxiously looked her up and down, and seeing she wasn't hurt, his heart finally settled, "Thank God, you're okay."
Yan Luoxi still had lingering fear. The corner of her eye caught the blood on Li Yeqi's shoulder, making her worried again, "Are you hurt?"
"It's nothing, just a scratch." Li Yeqi hugged her tightly, then took the gun from her hand, put the safety on, and tucked it into his waistband. He saw the charge gun in Yuedao's hand and said, "Good job, you even captured a gun back."
Yuedao scratched his head, "It was Sister Seven who seized it. That person was so close to her, luckily she acted first, shooting him down."
Li Yeqi looked at Yan Luoxi, "Women can be just as brave as men."
Yan Luoxi said, embarrassed, "Yuedao gave me the gun, so naturally, I had to protect them. It was really just luck."
