"Make way!"
Just as the crowd was becoming uncontrollable, a gunshot suddenly thundered through the sky. Terrified, the fans scattered in an instant.
A group of guards appeared from out of nowhere, all carrying guns. Led by Aaron, they broke through the impenetrable mob and dispersed the crowd.
At the sight of the guns, the once-frenzied fans all backed away in fear.
Ashley Bowen took the opportunity to dart to Yuri Sinclair's side.
Yuri Sinclair, on the other hand, was perfectly calm. As the guards escorted him away, he even gave the crowd a gentlemanly wave.
Ashley Bowen, however, was in a state of utter chaos, her hair a total mess after being pulled by that pack of vicious women.
WHIR-WHIR-WHIR—
The roar of rotor blades filled the air. A powerful gust of wind swept over them, sending Ashley Bowen's hair flying everywhere.
