So, Guan Yue quickly fell at a disadvantage, being forced to retreat step by step by Gu Qingxin. Gu Qingxin grabbed a bottle of wine from the coffee table and smashed it towards Guan Yue's head.
"Bang!" The sound of the bottle shattering, and Guan Yue staggered back countless steps, blood pouring from her head...
"This strike is just a little interest I've claimed back!" Gu Qingxin said as she walked towards her, the object in her hand raised again.
Just as she was about to make another move on Guan Yue, a hard object was suddenly pressed against her back...
"Don't move!" It was a man's voice from behind.
Gu Qingxin's brow immediately furrowed, realizing that what was pressed against her was a gun.
"Kill her, kill this bitch for me!" If Guan Yue's limbs hadn't gone too weak to stand right now, she would have gone over to personally take Gu Qingxin's life.
