"you……"

Bang!

Before he could say anything, the gunshot suddenly rang, and then the sound of glass breaking came.

The bald head exploded and fell to the ground, with blood splattering all over the floor.

Swish!

At the same time, Tang Luo shot the silver needle in his hand like lightning at another gunman.

Bang!

The gunman pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew over Tang Luo's shoulder.

All three silver needles were sank into his head, and the gunman stared at him and fell down.

Naqiu, who was still tied up with hands and feet, was already a little weak, and the sudden gunfire behind her made her fall forward.

Basong quickly went up, helped Naqiu up and hugged it in his arms.

"Naqiu, how are you?"

Basong asked anxiously, holding Naqiu's face in both hands, and at the same time, it was to prevent her from seeing the bloody scene on the ground.

"I'm fine, Basong, I'm fine..."

Naqiu looked at Basong in front of him and tears fell down, but he felt very at ease.

A dragon-patterned dagger flashed out from Tang Luo's hand and cut open the ropes of Naqiu's hands and feet.

"Basong, Naqiu, leave here quickly."

Tang Luo said.

Basong nodded: "Naqiu, I'll take you home."

After he finished speaking, he picked up Naqiu.

Basong frowned, and his movements made the wound on his arm bleeding again.

"Basong, let me down, I can leave myself."

Naqiu noticed Basong's expression, saw his wound again, and said hurriedly.

Basong smiled and did not let go of Naqiu. He hugged her, followed Tang Luo, and came out of the room.
Chapter completed!