"Stop!"
Seeing the situation take a turn for the worse, Zhang Su hurriedly shouted. The people next to him raised their rifles, aiming at the Japanese woman. If she dared to make any further moves, the outcome would be predictable. No matter how strange her body technique, she couldn't escape under the blockade of several rifles; even a martial arts hero would fall under a hail of bullets!
At the brink of life and death, there's no need to talk about principles!
The scene seemed to freeze. The Japanese woman's right leg was pressed against Lu Yubo's chest, while the steel rod in her hand angled from left to right, pressing against his Adam's apple. Lu Yubo swallowed, his Adam's apple sliding up and down against the tip of the rod. He didn't dare to move, and the grain sampler in his right hand trembled slightly, revealing his inner panic.
