As the footsteps came closer, Huo Yulin prepared himself mentally to fight.
When he saw the men, he loosened his grip on the surgical knife letting it fall to the ground with a clang.
It was none other than Chen Ming.
"Young Master Yulin!"
Chen Ming was delighted to see him and quickly went upstairs. He wanted to ask Huo Yulin if he was alright, but he promptly saw the blood on his clothes and more blood trickling down his right hand.
Chen Ming instantly looked worried. "Young Master Yulin, are you…"
Huo Yulin raised his hand and interrupted Chen Ming. He removed the mike from his ear and turned it off. "Pull out."
Chen Ming hurriedly helped to support him. As he helped Huo Yulin, he could see the blood dripping from Huo Yulin's clothes including the red pool on the ground.
It was a fatal injury. The bullet had gotten him from behind before exiting from the front of his chest right in the heart.
