Milk was terribly frightened by the loud shout. It freed itself from Chi Jiao's arms and scurried under the sofa to hide.
Chi Jiao walked to the door, wanting to see who was outside through the peephole. However, she realized that the person had deliberately blocked it. All she could see was darkness.
She turned around and looked in the direction of the kitchen. Quan Jue didn't seem to have heard the commotion outside.
Chi Jiao twisted the door handle expressionlessly and pulled it open abruptly.
Immediately after, a black gun was pointed at her head.
The man standing in front of Chi Jiao looked very sinister as he wore a clown mask.
In the blink of an eye, Chi Jiao raised her hand at a speed the man opposite her couldn't react to, grabbed the hand holding the gun, and raised it while her other hand quickly tapped an acupuncture point on the man's arm.
