At that moment, another bullet shot over.
The bullet almost grazed past Su Ming's back.
With no other options, Su Ming had to press his body tightly against Xue Ruohan's.
"Hey, haven't you had enough?"
Xue Ruohan wanted to push Su Ming away, but just as she managed to push him a little, Su Ming pressed down again.
"Please don't mess around, if I get up now, I'll end up full of holes."
"Think of something quickly."
It was the first time Xue Ruohan had been so close to a man, and she couldn't help but feel something different.
"What, what are you pressing against me?"
Suddenly, Xue Ruohan furrowed her brows and said coldly.
"Ah, maybe it's a hidden weapon."
Su Ming awkwardly smiled, not saying anything further.
"You, you scoundrel."
Regardless, they couldn't move now.
A single movement could result in the submachine gun turning them into a beehive.
Amidst a round of gunfire, during the interval when the assassins were changing magazines.
