"What's wrong?" Luo Yibei looked sideways and stared deeply at her face for a few seconds.
"They all have guns." Fang Chixia reminded.
"It's okay! Wait for me in the car!" Luo Yibei patted the back of her hand, opened the door and walked out.
"Madam, just do whatever you want!" He walked towards Madam Chris step by step, and he spoke very simply.
Mrs. Chris curled her lips coldly, slowly raised her hand, and waved to a large group of people behind her.
Luo Yibei narrowed his eyes slightly, but before he could realize what she meant, gunshots suddenly rang out around him.
Bullets rained down on the scene.
Fang Chixia sat in the car, looking at this scene in shock, her eyes slightly shrinking, "Luo Yibei, be careful!"
Luo Yibei turned his head after her words, stared at her deeply, nodded his head, and nimbly avoided the waves of flying bullets.
Mrs. Chris brought over dozens of people at least.
The scene was a main road, with no cover on either side and no place to hide.
Luo Yibei's reaction was very quick and his skills were very flexible. At the beginning, he skillfully avoided all the flying bullets.
But later on, he gradually became unable to do what he wanted, and his shoulder was even grazed by a bullet.
Fang Chixia sat in the car, following his figure with her eyes. She stared at the white shirt soaked in blood on his shoulders for a long time. Something seemed to be shaking in her heart, going up and down, making her very uneasy. .
She was calmly meditating on ways to solve the problem. She believed that Luo Yibei could handle it for a while, but continuing like this was not an option.
If he threw away his gun and relied on fighting, Fang Chixia absolutely believed that Luo Yibei could win.
However, they all had guns in their hands, and she didn't know what to do.
The gunshots outside continued.
Luo Yibei's left shoulder was injured at some point, and the large patch of bright red was eye-catching.
Fang Chixia looked past him towards the old lady, suddenly opened the car door and walked out.
Ignoring the gunshots at the scene, he came to her side in a few steps. Out of the courtesy of a junior, he lowered his head and bowed to her.
"Madam, I respect you because you are Si Nuo's grandmother!"
She spoke very slowly, word by word, and her voice did not fluctuate much, but each word was sonorous and powerful. "But this does not mean that you can do whatever you want based on your seniority!"
"I always do what I want!" Mrs. Chris glanced at her with contempt on her face.
"That's your own problem, madam!" She raised her face slightly, and her expression suddenly turned cold. "Who to marry and who to marry are the problems of three young people, Si Nuo and Luo Yibei!"
"Are you scolding me for being nosy?" Mrs. Chris' face darkened.
"Madam has misunderstood." Fang Chixia denied lightly, "I was just reminding Madam not to restrict Si Nuo too much."
After a pause, her tone suddenly increased, "As for the matter between Luo Yibei and me, no one can interfere except him and me!"
The old lady still felt that she was scolding herself for being too lenient, but she worded it very euphemistically.
Staring at Fang Chixia coldly, she seemed to want to get angry, and a gasping groan suddenly came from her ears.
The two people glanced sideways in the direction of Luo Yibei. Fang Chixia's expression changed and she ran over in a few steps.