Just as Bazil was about to step onto the plane, a victorious smile spread across his face.
A bullet shot directly into Bazil's shoulder, passing right through it.
Bazil felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and instantly turned to see Qin Tingjie standing not far away, holding a gun with both hands. His eyes immediately filled with disbelief.
How could this happen? Didn't he just lock everyone down below when he came out? How could Qin Tingjie possibly have escaped?
But now wasn't the time for such thoughts, because the second bullet had already flown over, piercing directly through his forehead.
Some things he would never know; he had fallen from the plane.
The subordinate carrying a rocket launcher saw this and couldn't care for Bazil anymore. He quickly jumped onto the plane and shut the cabin door.
He shouted, "Take off! Hurry..."
The plane was already in an activated state, and as soon as the cabin door closed, it quickly started to ascend...
