Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 245: Chapter 245: Put the Gun Down, Nobody Move!

"Good, very good! Mr. Gu, you’re quite bold. I see there’s no need to count down anymore. I’ll blow his brains out right now!"

Miyata Ichiro angrily finished speaking, abruptly aiming the gun in his hand at Qiu Yi, who was kneeling on the floor.

Qiu Yi gritted his teeth without saying a word, but his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably with fear.

Gu Moqian’s face subtly changed. "Wait—"

Just as the words left his mouth, at the very moment Miyata Ichiro pulled the trigger, a gunshot suddenly sounded in the room!

BANG!

A bullet came piercing through the thick curtains from outside.

Though it didn’t hit Miyata Ichiro, and could even be said to have been fired randomly at the ceiling of the room.

But the shot successfully drew the attention of Miyata Ichiro and his men, and the gun that had been aimed at Qiu Yi’s head immediately shifted direction, unleashing a barrage of shots toward the window.

gunfire, there was no movement outside—only an eerily quiet

gave a signal to his other men, who began cautiously approaching the window. Their bodies hugged the wall tightly, and one of them raised a hand

deep, with no

confusion. Could that bullet have flown in from the

to pull the curtain wider, another sudden shot whizzed in. Despite his quick reflexes, the bullet grazed his face, cutting a bloody line across

panicked, no longer taking

reaching out from beside the window—it was obvious someone was

moment, she was clutching a rope tightly with one hand, her other hand trembling as she held her

the room fired another shot, she thought

Wei waited anxiously by the window but heard no further gunfire. Just as she was bewildered, a figure in black on the rooftop gestured

had helped Gu Moqian, but if she didn’t leave now, she was certain she’d

finally nodded toward

her upward, delivering

the room, Miyata Ichiro still held his pose for firing, but his movements seemed

moments ago, while Miyata Ichiro was fully focused on the sniper outside, Gu Moqian had swiftly drawn another gun hidden at his

Ichiro’s temple, his voice chillingly devoid of emotion: "Drop the gun, and