Lin Dongxue yelled and hurried over. She saw a burly man wearing a ghost mask dragging a comatose man in his arms. Lin Dongxue raised her gun and shouted, "Hold up your hands!"

The man pushed the boxes next to him with one hand, and the piles of boxes fell down. Lin Dongxue instinctively backed away, and in the ensuing panic shot towards the ceiling. The gunshot kept reverberating in the room, vibrating her eardrums until they ached.

Chen Shi also saw the man. He was holding the victim and passing quickly behind the boxes. Chen Shi held his gun with both hands and kept tracking him. He shot a few times but missed.

Turning his head, he noticed that Lin Dongxue's gun hand was trembling. She kept adjusting her breathing. No one would have thought that they would encounter...