Shie was also running in a rather disheveled state; after all, the times had changed. Unless one’s martial arts had reached a certain peak, a gun within seven paces was still faster and more accurate.
Wang Han rolled across the ground and reached Chi Yinan. Seeing him, she looked as if she had found her savior.
The two huddled in a corner. Wang Han took Chi Yinan’s hand. "Hold on tight to me later. When I say run, we run."
Chapter 101