"I'll go with you."
Lu Yanming stood up.
Qing Muye nodded slightly, and the two walked towards the living room entrance together.
Listening to the gunshots outside, Meng Jingwei couldn't help but feel nervous, likely due to her apprehension towards Antina, making her jumpy.
Ring ring ring——
Just then, the phone on the table in Meng Jingwei's hand rang abruptly, startling her.
She withdrew her gaze, bent down to pick up the phone on the table, and realized it was Song Jun calling.
Meng Jingwei slid the answer button, "Song Jun, you..."
"Mmm... Madam, Antina's people are here, you must... Be careful!" On the other end of the phone, Song Jun's voice was clearly wrong, sounding weak and labored as if severely injured.
In that instant, Meng Jingwei's mind exploded.
She looked up at the two people walking towards the living room entrance and shouted, "A'ye, Yanming Ge, get out of the way!"
The moment Meng Jingwei's voice rang out, gunshots sounded again from outside the living room, but this time they were exceptionally close, even piercing a hole through the living room door.
Qing Muye and Lu Yanming reacted extremely quickly, dodging to the side, and simultaneously drew pistols from their waists and fired towards the door. With a few "bang bang bang" sounds, the noise from outside ceased.
Qing Muye, holding his pistol, walked towards the door with his back against the wall, listening to the movements outside.
Even though it was quiet outside, caution was still necessary.
He looked back at Lu Yanming, about to signal him to be careful, but then noticed him clutching his left abdomen, his fingers clearly stained with crimson blood.
Their eyes met, and neither spoke.
Qing Muye, concerned for Lu Yanming's safety, looked back at Meng Jingwei, pointed at Lu Yanming, and made a gesture.
The couple's understanding was tacit. Even with just a gesture, Meng Jingwei knew Lu Yanming was injured.
When the gunshots sounded, Shen Liannuo also sprang up from the sofa and hid to the side. Seeing Qing Muye's gesture, she seemed to understand something.
Meng Jingwei quickly went to the doorway, pressed against the wall, and pulled the injured Lu Yanming in. She then beckoned to Shen Liannuo with her finger and whispered, "Take him to the bedroom."
Shen Liannuo nodded, supported herself by the sofa, and leaped over, directly grabbing Lu Yanming's hand. "Useless, come with me."
Being called "useless," Lu Yanming's expression turned cold. However, his face was already pale from his injury, making any difference in expression imperceptible, only giving an impression of weakness.
Given the critical situation, Lu Yanming didn't bother arguing with Shen Liannuo and let her lead him into the bedroom.
After the two closed the door, Meng Jingwei quickly moved to the living room's floor-to-ceiling window to stand guard.
Although the doorway was dangerous, the floor-to-ceiling window offered a better, wider field of vision. She had to protect Qing Muye.
"A'wei!"
Suddenly, Qing Muye called out, throwing a pistol towards her from a distance.
The black pistol drew a parabolic arc in the air and flew directly towards her.
At the same time, several dense gunshots erupted from outside the living room door. Meng Jingwei leaped forward, performing a front flip to catch the pistol. After landing, she rolled once and steadied herself against the wall.
As she landed steadily, she looked up and saw a black shadow appear in the upper left corner of the floor-to-ceiling window. In the nick of time, she held her gun and fired two shots towards the person in the corner.
As the gunshots fell, the person in the corner dropped vertically.
As that person fell, Meng Jingwei clearly heard someone curse "fuck," and then a gun barrel emerged from above the window, unleashing a burst of wild fire.