Long Bing shook her head, hard, and her dizziness eased a little. She then saw the mixed-blood woman standing opposite her. She looked about 190 centimetres tall and the modified gun in her hand, and that platinum shield made for quite the visual. 

“Cough, cough…” Gu Kewen struggled, but Long Bing’s elbow held her like a vice. She was going to suffocate. 

Long Bing did not loosen her grip – she pressed harder. She knew that she was in a very bad situation now, and if she was going to die, then she was going to help Xia Lei kill Gu Kewen, so Gu Kewen would never be able to threaten him again! 

“Let her go,” said the mixed-blood woman softly. “She has some use to me. It’ll inconvenience me if you kill her.” 

“Oh, really?” Long Bing’s voice was cold, and she moved her left hand from Gu Kewen’s back to her front as she spoke. A knife was above Gu Kewen’s heart when she stopped moving. 

“Hm.” The mixed-blood woman raised an eyebrow. She had disarmed Long Bing earlier, but she did not expect that Long Bing would still dare to use a knife on Gu...