"Zi Mo".

The blood was flowing rapidly from his arm. Rong Shang glanced at it, then tore a strip of cloth from her own clothes and covered it with the blood.

"You go first," she whispered in his ear.

Gong Ziming shook his head. "No."

He's gone now, what will happen to her?

This matter was originally a personal feud between him and Bai An.

He couldn't let her be implicated.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her behind him.

Rong Shang frowned. "Zi Mo."

What is he trying to do? Does he not want to live anymore?

Bai An mocked him, "A fool is a fool. I don't think you even know what life is anymore."

He smiled and raised his gun again.

Paul and his group arrived just in time behind them.

Upon seeing him pointing a wooden gun at Gong Ziming.

Paul's expression changed drastically. "Young Master Nephew, you mustn't!"

"If anything happens to the Third Young Master, the Master will not let you off the hook."

Bang!

Open the gun again.

The first shot hit Paul's foot.

Bai An cursed angrily, "You talk too much, get out of my way!"

Tell him to let Gong Ziming go.

Do you know that "this young master's face was ruined by the third young master you mentioned"?

He looks neither human nor ghost now.

I'm afraid of being laughed at when I go out.

Thinking back, he used to really want to enter the entertainment industry, and it would be a shame if he didn't have that kind of face.

He couldn't accept such a huge difference.

Bai An must have gone mad to see Gong Ziming here today.

No matter who tries to stop it, it's useless.

He wanted to kill Gong Ziming to vent his anger.

"Gong Ziming, go to hell!"

Bang!

Another shot was fired.

Rong Chang took the bullet for him.

The bullet hit her calf, in the same spot as before.

Blood quickly flowed down her smooth calves.

Gong Ziming's expression changed drastically.

"Yunxi".

He supported her, and subconsciously looked down to check her wound.

At that time, he had his back to Bai An, and Rong Shang was afraid that something might happen to him again.

"It's okay, I'm fine." She nudged him. "Don't say anything more, let's talk outside."

With that, Gong Ziming quickly turned around and stood in front of her.

Bai An looked at him and smiled. He hadn't expected that this woman would take the bullet for Gong Ziming.

"Tsk tsk, he's really lucky with women."

"Young Master Nephew." The person standing to the side was terrified.

How could he have a gun?

"Young Master, please stop joking. Master is really coming back soon."

When someone tried to stop him, Bai An kicked him.

"Get lost. I told you not to bother me."

“Young Master, if you shoot at the Third Young Master now, the Master will find out and you will lose your life too.”

"Master, Master, haven't you said enough?!"

That lecherous man married four wives because he was rich.

Bai An hates people who are indecisive the most.

"Anyone who dares to mention 'Master' to me again, I'll make sure they're the first to lose their life."

He casually pointed the gun in his hand, and the men were so frightened that they raised their hands in surrender.

Paul shook his head.

He knew that Bai An was determined to go all out this time.

Alas, it's just a pity for the Third Young Master.

He's still so young.

But he was helpless; he couldn't persuade Bai An.

At this moment, Bai An turned around after reprimanding his subordinates.

The corridor in front was completely empty.

The injured man and woman have disappeared.

His expression changed, and he turned to look at his men. "Where are they?"

A group of people were baffled and had no idea what he was talking about.

Bai An rushed up and excitedly grabbed someone's collar, "Where's Gong Ziming?"

"Where is he? Where is he?!"