Lin Qingyi crouched behind the statue, hearing the dull thud of bullets striking the stone.
She quickly sliced through the ropes around her ankles, scanning her surroundings. The gasoline drum was less than three meters away. If she could just...
Another gunshot rang out, the bullet grazing her shoulder and leaving a bloody streak. Gritting her teeth, Lin Qingyi lunged toward the gasoline drum and shoved it over just before the scarred man could fire again.
Chapter 97