Wei Ming’s brow furrowed the moment he saw the woman. His face darkened instantly when he saw someone pointing a gun at Bi Xia.
At the moment Meng Chi aimed the gun at the woman, Wei Ming directly pulled out the gun tucked behind him and loaded it. The guns issued by the police station always required bullet checks, but this gun was given to him by Bi Xia as a precaution, so Wei Ming didn’t have too many qualms.
Damn it, if he hesitated any longer, his brother would get hurt!
Bi Xia looked coldly at the woman whose face had drastically changed. She laughed disdainfully, as if she didn’t see the guns aimed at her. Bi Xia crossed her arms and looked at the woman expressionlessly, "Judging by your appearance, you’re not from Qing City, are you?"
The woman calmed down upon hearing Bi Xia’s words. She sneered at Bi Xia, "I’m from Beijing."
The woman’s words made Wei Ming’s face even more grim, and Meng Chi was slightly stunned for a moment. But Bi Xia chuckled softly, looking at the woman with a half-smile, "And then?"
"What?"
"I said..." Bi Xia enunciated each word, "And then?"
The woman hesitated, "If you dare to hurt me, then just wait for the people behind me to wipe out your Nine Pavilion!"
This time, Bi Xia was genuinely stunned. Then she giggled, leaning against Meng Chi, laughing uncontrollably, "Nine Pavilion? Chi, I thought lines like this only appeared in novels or TV shows. I didn’t expect someone to actually say this in real life!"
Understanding Bi Xia’s intention in an instant, Meng Chi’s lips curled up. Since the boss wasn’t afraid, why should he worry? He coldly smiled from behind his mask, "Boss, you overthink. Sometimes, idiots can’t distinguish between reality and fantasy."
Slowly straightening up, Bi Xia tilted her head, her crimson lips curling slowly, "In that case, we need to teach this lady what reality means."
The woman’s face turned livid, "Teach them a lesson for me!"
Wei Ming, whose face was already grim because of the woman, now directly darkened his face upon hearing her command. No one saw Wei Ming’s movement clearly. It only became apparent when the bodyguard next to the woman was about to shoot. Wei Ming suddenly appeared beside the guard, threw him to the ground with a grappling move, and then forcefully dislocated his shoulder.
Seeing this, Bi Xia raised her gun and accurately aimed at the woman’s shoulder. With a bang, the woman’s scream rang out, and a blood hole appeared on her shoulder.
Seizing the opportunity, Meng Chi also fired five shots at the remaining five bodyguards behind the woman, each bullet accurately hitting the guards’ wrists holding their guns.
As the pistols dropped, members of the Nine Pavilion swiftly pinned all of them to the ground, "Boss, there is no one else in the private room."
Listening to the report, Bi Xia nodded.
Wei Ming, with a dark expression, looked at the disheveled woman pinned to the ground. The blood oozing out, coupled with her screams, made it seem as if she wouldn’t live much longer.
"Ming?" Bi Xia tilted her head.
Wei Ming pursed his lips and spoke slowly, "She’s from the Beijing Xu Family."
"Oh?" Bi Xia raised an eyebrow.
"But she’s not really part of the main Xu Family line. She’s been raised by them since she was young, and the Bi Xue you mentioned is quite close to her." Wei Ming shared what he knew with Bi Xia.
Bi Xia’s face darkened slightly. She suddenly took up the gun and shot another hole in the woman’s other shoulder.
Seeing the woman almost rolling her eyes, Wei Ming was shocked. He grabbed the gun from Bi Xia, "What are you doing!"
Bi Xia put away the gun and innocently smiled at Wei Ming, "Nothing, just can’t stand the Beijing Xu Family."
"By the way," Bi Xia blinked, "if I report someone hiring a hitman to cause a traffic accident, I wonder if you guys can handle it. The person is from Beijing."
Wei Ming frowned, "Little Nine..."
Bi Xia’s starry eyes turned cold, "Ming, if you can’t handle it, then don’t get in my way."