Ye Hao stepped back and easily avoided the sleeve arrow.

But the killer's purpose this time was obviously not to kill, but turned around and jumped towards the window.

At this time, the bodyguards outside had already reacted.

These people heard the sound and pulled out their firearms one by one, but the killer moved faster and pulled the trigger first.

After forcing back those bodyguards, she was about to climb out of the wall.

"boom--"

At this moment, the sound of a firearm was heard.

The killer's tender body, who was about to leave, trembled slightly, and he half-kneeled on the ground.

Shot in the leg.

Ye Hao turned his head subconsciously, and saw Yang Youxuan standing by his side at some point, holding a small and exquisite firearm like an ornament in her hand, emitting blue smoke at the moment.

Ye Hao smiled faintly. If he remembered correctly, there was only one lead bullet in this firearm.

Be ruthless!

Ye Hao didn't appreciate too much, but jumped out of the window and walked towards the killer.

Several bodyguards who were forced to retreat also surrounded her at this moment, pointing their firearms at her head and yelling: "Don't move!"

"Tell other people not to come over and protect Old Yang."

Ye Hao gave the order quickly, and at the same time he stepped forward and took out the fruit knife in his hand.

"Clang!"

With a crisp sound, Ye Hao nailed the exquisite firearm that the killer was about to take out with his left hand to the ground.

Her pupils shrank slightly, and she was about to back away subconsciously.

But she was shot in the leg, and there was severe pain when she moved slightly at this moment.

Before she could make a move, Ye Hao had already stepped forward and kicked her to the ground.

"Okay, you're just at the end of your strength, don't struggle anymore."

While speaking, Ye Hao neatly took off the killer's mask, took out the poison sac she wanted to swallow from her mouth, and then kicked away all the firearms in her hand.

Soon, a pure and immature face came into Ye Hao's eyes.

She is not more than twenty years old, but she is good-looking, but there is a stubborn taste in her eyes.

This innocent girl looked at Ye Hao with an angry face at this moment.

After realizing that she had no chance to commit suicide, she could only look at Ye Hao with resentment.

"Tell me, who are you? Who sent you here?"

Ye Hao spoke again, with a look of scrutiny in his eyes.

The innocent girl didn't speak, but just shifted her gaze horizontally, as if she was willing to fight or kill. JrNovels.com