The company's managers were about to break the phone in Mo Qian's suit pocket. From then until now, the phone has not stopped vibrating!
The helicopter's wings tore through the air, and the heavy machine gun swept across the glass walls of the building. This movement scared the employees in the building, and everyone covered their heads and fled!
For a moment, cries for help and exclamations rang out. The people on the floors that had been shot through began to run for help!
Mo Qian naturally heard the commotion. He looked up at the hall's ceiling on the first floor and frowned.
He slowly tightened his grip on the gun in his hand. A few glimmers flashed across his dark eyes, but they were fleeting, and no one noticed.
