Xiao Chen suppressed the anger and hatred in his heart, raised his hand, and fired a shot at the leader's wrist, shouting with red eyes, "Anyone who dares to shoot again, I'll kill them."
More than anyone, he wanted to kill Lan Huan.
But somehow, Lan Huan's words had left a mark on his heart.
Is Chu Yu really Lan Yue?
He didn't know, but as long as there was the slightest possibility, he didn't want to take the risk.
Xiao Chen's bullet accurately hit the leader's wrist, causing the leader to cry out in pain, and the gun in his hand clattered to the ground.
The security guards around exchanged glances, nervous as they looked at Xiao Chen, then looked up at the helicopter gradually ascending, unsure of where to aim their guns.
After all, they were the President's security; if they disobeyed orders and the President pursued it later, none of them could bear the consequences.
"If the President wants accountability, I'll take responsibility."
