Ning Jingshen's face changed suddenly, instinctively wanting to press the intercom, but clearly hearing the sound of a gun being loaded.
Involuntarily, he released his hand.
The speed of security arriving is no match for the speed of a gun.
Ji Yebai's body was tense, ready to move, his dark eyes swept outside; the top floor was empty, aside from the secretary, there was no one else.
Obviously, the surveillance had been destroyed, and the others had been sent away.
"Who sent you? I can pay you double!" Ning Jingshen, after all, was someone who had weathered the storms of business, said calmly.
The man sneered, seemingly uninterested in bargaining, and pushed the secretary towards Ji Yebai. Seizing this fleeting gap, he decisively fired!
Blood splattered from Ning Jingshen's chest, and Ji Yebai launched an offensive, chopping aside to dodge the gun in the man's hand!
