As Liang Feifei suddenly fainted, Qi Xibei's expression turned cold, and she immediately rushed forward to catch her.
Without hesitation, she rolled to the ground with Liang Feifei in her arms.
Puff, puff, puff...
Several bullet holes appeared on the ground.
Qi Xibei turned her head and immediately spotted a group of men.
They were dressed casually, of average build, and wore masks that obscured their faces.
In their hands, they held silenced guns, aimed directly at them.
Qi Xibei's expression remained cold, but she was not surprised.
They had come for her.
Moreover, the smoke in the air here had a sedative effect, capable of inducing drowsiness.
Once entranced, it would be easy for them to eliminate her.
Qi Xibei took a sniff, sensing the composition of the smoke, and a cold smile formed on her lips.
It was Yang Mo's doing.
Of course, Qi Xibei was not surprised.
