Gu Lin swept his gaze around cautiously, but didn't see anyone suspicious.
However, being on the deck did not instill a sense of security. There were too many places to hide, and counter-attacking? If the opponent had a gun, it would be even worse. Gu Lin was just a bodyguard, not involved in the underworld, he couldn't carry a gun without authorization. In China, apart from the military and police, ordinary citizens are not allowed to privately carry firearms or ammunition.
Duan Lao looked at him apologetically, "Lin, go get me a cup of wine, and some pastries."
"Master Duan?" Gu Lin was slightly taken aback.
He realized Duan Lao was deliberately sending him away to create the perfect opportunity for the assassin.
With a sorrowful expression, Duan Lao said, "Trust him, we have no other choice."
"..." Gu Lin knew which "him" Duan Lao was referring to in his words.
Yes, there was no other choice.
They could only trust Mo Liancheng.
