Seeing Lin Wanxi pick up the handgun, even Chen Xuan was inevitably startled.
"Wanxi, put the gun down quickly, don't accidentally hurt yourself."
Despite her pale and bloodless face, and her own fear, Lin Wanxi still shook her head resolutely.
"You got hurt seriously because of me."
"In this situation, I must fight to protect you."
After speaking, Lin Wanxi saw an assassin approaching the door.
She decisively pulled the trigger.
Bam!
Unfortunately, it was Lin Wanxi's first time shooting, and she had no experience.
Not only did the bullet miss, the recoil also made her drop the handgun.
Although she didn't hit the assassin at the door, the opponent also quickly hid outside, not daring to show himself for the time being.
Lin Wanxi's palm throbbed faintly, and her face was full of distress, "I'm useless, I can't even hold the handgun steady."
Chen Xuan, enduring his body's pain, grabbed the handgun and hid with Lin Wanxi behind the iron box.
