Gradually, the speedboat began to tilt, as if it might capsize at any moment.
Gu Nanqiao barely managed to steady her mind, raised her eyes to glance at Huo Jingting, only to see fresh blood gushing out of his left arm.
The sleeve of his white shirt was stained red, a pitiful sight.
She was worried sick, "Are you injured?"
Huo Jingting didn't respond to her, staring straight ahead, his narrow eyes emitting a sharp light.
Having experienced too many life-and-death situations, this kind of adversity wasn't enough to fluster him. He knew the most important thing now was to keep calm and then find a way to escape.
However, not far ahead were two mountains and two speedboats, there was no retreat.
The speedboats behind quickly approached, and Gu Nanqiao heard one person shout, "Take them down, leave no one alive!"
"Huo Jingting, let's see if your luck is as good as last time!"
The voices from their side, along with the sound of the sea breeze, intermittently reached them.
