The short-haired woman saw that Zhong Yuanliang just went out for a few seconds and came back again, guessing that he was forced back by the assassins outside.
Fortunately, she could confirm that he and the people opposite weren't on the same side.
"Didn't you say they were amateurs?" the short-haired woman snorted coldly.
Zhong Yuanliang raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh, you look down on me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Yuanliang rushed out again, and after a burst of gunfire outside the alley, silence fell.
The short-haired woman secretly cursed, "This idiot!"
But she still carefully raised her gun and walked toward the alley entrance. Just as she reached the alley mouth, Zhong Yuanliang walked in with a cheerful face and said to the short-haired woman, "Come out, it's all settled!"
When the short-haired woman walked out of the alley, she found four or five people lying scattered on the ground, all with faces looking hopelessly at the sky, eyes hollow.
