Her pace was very slow, and she listened quietly to the movement behind her as she walked.
She has a natural acumen, not much worse than Luo Yibei.
She stepped forward and walked less than ten meters when her nerves suddenly tightened and her heart suddenly stopped beating.
She seemed to feel the sound of the trigger being pulled behind her.
He suddenly raised his face and wanted to look behind him. However, before he could see the situation clearly, a gunshot suddenly rang in his ears.
Fang Chixia protected her head with both hands, moved aside, and quickly crouched down before the bullets flew over.
boom!
The bullet that flew out hit the target.
There was a "dong" sound of falling to the ground behind him.
When she turned her head, the Middle Eastern man who had just pointed the gun at her was already lying in a pool of blood.
The one who was injured was the one who threatened her!
Fang Chixia looked at this scene in shock, her head blank for only a second or two, and her eyes stiffened and looked in front of her.
Amid the wind and sand, a tall figure walked out of a hotel on the edge of the desert. His white robe could not hide his splendor. Yellow sand was everywhere, but his handsome face was still so dazzling that people could not look away.
Fang Chixia stared at the man who came out in astonishment for a few seconds. Her eyes lit up with joy. She protected her head with both hands and ran towards him, "Luo Yibei!"
The distance between the two people is a bit far.
Luo Yibei was running in her direction.
His speed was much faster than hers, and he seemed to be reminding her of something as he ran.
Fang Chixia couldn't hear or pay attention to the shape of his lips. The only thought in her head was to run to him and pull him away with her.
Behind him, there were gunshots, one after another.
The bullets were densely packed, like rain falling all over the sky, scanning from all directions.
The targets are all in her and his direction.
Fang Chixia has a strong adaptability, and the wind and sand at the scene were very strong, which provided some cover for her.
She almost managed to avoid the flying bullets.
However, before the distance to Luo Yibei was shortened to half, an accident happened on the way.
Fang Chixia was running when her footsteps suddenly stopped.
Squatting on the ground, covering her stomach with her hands, cold sweat dripped from her forehead, and her face was as pale as death.
Luo Yibei couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, but he could tell that something was wrong with her.
"Chi Xia, get away!" He quickened his pace and wanted to run in her direction. However, just when the two people were about to get close, a car rushed out of the road next to them out of thin air, crossing between them. When the car drove away, Fang Chixia's figure was gone in the desert.
One step too late!
Luo Yibei's eyes stiffened and he looked in the direction of the car. He slowly raised the gun in his hand and pointed the muzzle in the direction of the wheel, wanting to shoot. However, thinking of Fang Chixia who had just reacted abnormally, he turned the muzzle again. He lost his direction and turned to a group of people on the other side of the desert whose guns were pointed in his direction.
"Make conditions!" He walked towards a large group of people step by step and lowered his hand.
The group of people ignored him and just turned their attention to the approaching car.
The car stopped in front of a large group of people, the door opened, and Fang Chixia was pushed out of the car.
Her face was still very pale and her expression seemed very uncomfortable.
Luo Yibei narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at her like this calmly for a while, frowning.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked gently, as if the large group of men around him who were pointing guns at him and her didn't exist.