Qiao Xiguan's hand kept holding onto Ye Wu.
Just a second ago, she was actually distracting Mo Shu.
As she took step after step closer to Mo Shu, she turned to look at Winterson.
Perhaps spies are particularly adept at reading minds; Winterson seemed to understand Qiao Xiguan's hint.
Then, the two of them coordinated. At the moment when Mo Shu got distracted, Winterson fired at his hand. The sudden pain made him drop the blade, and in that instant, Qiao Xiguan pulled Ye Wu away, then Winterson began shooting at Mo Shu nonstop.
The entire process took less than a minute.
A minute later, the world went quiet.
The hand was suddenly pushed away fiercely.
Qiao Xiguan turned to look at Ye Wu.
Ye Wu said harshly, "Don't think I'll thank you, if not for Winterson, you would have killed me all the same."
Qiao Xiguan rarely bothered to acknowledge her.
For women like this, for women who don't know gratitude, she actually couldn't care less.
