The group moved carefully toward the car, taking advantage of the terrain and all available cover. However, the assassins were relentlessly pursuing them, and their target seemed to be Qin Miaomiao!
Qin Miaomiao had already noticed something was off and said in a low voice:
"Sorry, this time I’ve dragged you all into trouble. Little seventh, you’re quick—go get the car. Hurry!"
Little seventh immediately went to fetch the car. Little sixth stepped in front of Qin Miaomiao, while Joanna was driven to fury by their relentless pressure.
She cursed in French, then stood up intending to fight, only to be shot in the arm!
Qin Miaomiao immediately pulled her down to crouch!
"Where are your people?"
Joanna’s face turned pale from the pain: "I... I forgot to bring my bodyguards this time."
Blood began to gush from the gunshot wound on her arm, staining her shirt. Without hesitation, Qin Miaomiao tore off a piece of Joanna’s dress.
She wrapped Joanna’s wound with a chilling calm in her eyes. In a grave voice, she said, "When little seventh brings the car over, we’ll get in immediately. Don’t engage with them."
Joanna’s arm throbbed agonizingly with pain, and she was losing blood. How long she could endure was uncertain.
The enemy was closing in, while little seventh faced ten or more opponents alone. In the intense gunfire exchange, there was no advantage to be found.
With Joanna’s right arm injured, she had lost her ability to fight. Qin Miaomiao gritted her teeth, picked up a gun, and aimed at the advancing attackers!
At the moment she fired, the gun’s strong recoil made her lose control and miss her target. But after several shots, she began to adjust, even hitting one of the attackers in the thigh!
Yet the group continued to close in. Just then, little seventh arrived with the car, and Qin Miaomiao quickly helped Joanna and, under little seventh’s cover, headed for the vehicle.
However, the intense attacks left the three of them in dire straits. The most frightening thing was that the attackers seemed intent on avoiding Qin Miaomiao, while showing ruthless aggression toward the others.
Clenching her teeth, Qin Miaomiao pushed Joanna toward little sixth and said harshly:
Little sixth’s expression darkened: "No way. If anything happens to you, Young Madam, little seventh and I won’t survive either."
He knew nothing else he said would sway her, so he resorted to words that might make her hesitate.
"Cut the crap and leave now!"
She fired while retreating, but the tires of little seventh’s car were shot through, rendering it useless. In this narrow side street, a dozen attackers surrounded them, leaving no room for escape.
Little sixth supported Joanna while Qin Miaomiao gripped the gun and faced off against the attackers, her expression icy cold.
Clap, clap, clap—a rhythmic clapping sound echoed as an elegant man in a white suit with slicked-back hair emerged. He spoke fluent Mandarin:
"I didn’t expect Lu Qing’s woman to have such guts. My efforts weren’t wasted after all."
Qin Miaomiao pointed her gun at him and asked coldly:
The man was mixed-race, his features sharp and deep. His blue eyes were particularly captivating, but the thinness of his lips made him appear merciless.
"Your man destroyed my base. Tell me, how should I take revenge?"
"I don’t understand what you mean."
He raised his hand slightly, and several men rushed forward, seemingly intent on capturing them. Qin Miaomiao suddenly fired.
A piercing scream was heard...