His right hand tightly grasped the shiny black pistol, aiming in her direction, but due to the car's bumping, his hand frequently shook and did not really aim at her.
She used force once more, finally pulling one hand free from the tie bound around her wrist.
Both hands, finally regained freedom.
Ning Xiaofei gritted her molars in secret and, taking advantage of the moment he glanced sideways at Mu Tianye again, she suddenly raised both hands, grabbed the gun in his hand, and tried to snatch it away forcefully.
"You bitch... let go..."
Chen Ziming struggled hard, but she just held onto his hand and would not let go. Because she could not overpower him, she simply lunged forward entirely and bit his wrist.
"Ah!"
Chen Ziming grunted in pain, his fingers lost strength, and the gun was immediately snatched away by Ning Xiaofei.
"Stop... the car!" Ning Xiaofei aimed the gun at him with both hands, "Otherwise..."
