Seeing Luo Jun being pulled up again, Leng Zimo and Leng Zirui both let out a slight sigh of relief.
With the gun pointed at Luo Jun's head, hiding his body behind him, Tang Ming carefully retreated towards the helicopter, struggling to climb aboard with his injured leg. As he looked at Leng Zimo who was following him, his face twisted in a grimace.
"You want your son, huh? Fine, take him!"
He swung his arm, directly tossing Luo Jun towards Leng Zimo while simultaneously raising his gun-wielding hand and sneeringly pulling the trigger.
"Mo Mo!"
Leng Zimo shouted in alarm, leaping into the air to catch the little guy's body while shielding him with his own.
Bam!
The gunshot rang out, and the bullet hit the center of his back.
Leng Zimo's body shuddered, clutching Luo Jun tightly as he fell to the ground.
"Brother!"
Leng Zirui shouted in shock, grabbing Seo Fei's hand holding the gun. He had already seized the gun from Seo Fei, firing it at Tang Ming.
