Ye Fan pressed against the wall beside the bookshelf, holding a hairpin in his hand, and glanced at Zhang Lu.
Zhang Lu immediately twisted the clock, and with a slight sound, the bookshelf moved to the side like a door.
"Rat-a-tat-tat!" The dense gunfire erupted along with flashes of flames, and bullets flew out, filling the bedroom space.
Zhang Lu had already prepared a retreat route, flipping over and rolling out of the bedroom.
Ye Fan had his own considerations for arranging it this way. The situation in the secret passage was unclear; if there was a bomb, it would be dangerous. So he had Zhang Lu escape the dangerous area immediately.
As for himself, he didn't think too much about it.
Nagatani Meiaki had long been determined to die. She knew she couldn't escape; she wasn't even thinking about running away.
She knew Ye Fan's abilities. How could she possibly survive in Ye Fan's hands?
