Gu ZhiZun hadn't even retaliated when two guns were already pointed at his head: "Don't move, you'd better not move. We've been playing with the Young Master Gu for so many days, and everyone's temper isn't great."
Just as Gu ZhiZun's bodyguards were about to act, Gu ZhiZun made a gesture for them not to act rashly.
If they moved, they would be shot to a pulp. Sacrifice without reason is one thing, but useless sacrifice is another. As long as there is a sliver of hope, they should seize it, break through the encirclement, and escape to survive.
Even though Gu ZhiZun himself felt the chances were slim.
Peter restrained his arms and delivered a vicious kick to his abdomen. The brutal pain made him frown deeply, but Peter did not see fear in his eyes. Peter swiftly drew a Swiss army knife strapped to his thigh and mercilessly stabbed toward Gu ZhiZun.
Gu ZhiZun's bodyguard immediately lunged forward and grabbed the Swiss army knife with both hands.
Bang, bang, bang...
