"Could it be brought in by the rescue team? I saw quite a few rescue dogs when I was capturing them."
"Savi, go over there and check it out."
The turbaned thug waved his gun, just about to command his men to check, but unexpectedly, a shadow appeared at the corner—Xiao Jian.
It was indeed a dog he saw.
The thug named Savi instantly lowered his guard, even turned back to grin at his companion, intending to make a jest.
Swish!
In an instant, Gu Ji seized the opportunity, crouched down with his gun, and rushed out from the corner, using CQB corner-cutting. Taking the lead, he instantly aimed at the thug with the pink turban at the back, and pulled the trigger.
The thug didn't even have time to see his appearance clearly.
He only caught a glimpse of a pair of eyes filled with murderous intent, eyebrows standing like an edge tempered by fire.
"Rat-a-tat!"
"Rat-a-tat-tat..."
