The photograph pierced right through his chest.
Xiao Tonghao grunted and quickly dodged away.
The butler, clutching a gun, ran out but saw no one.
Xiao Anxiong also came out, scanning the surroundings, seeming to find nobody.
Yet, the photograph on the ground was smeared with fresh blood.
Xiao Anxiong curled his lips slightly.
The wheelchair slowly glided forward.
Stopping in front of a room.
Xiao Anxiong faced the door, staring at it for a moment.
Inside, Xiao Tonghao was clutching his chest, his hands covered in blood.
He held his breath, trying not to make any sound.
Seeing Xiao Anxiong staring at the door, the butler cautiously opened it with his gun in hand.
Upon opening, there were two gunshots, "bang bang."
But there was absolutely no one by the door!
Glancing up, he saw the window was open, and the butler immediately ran over, only to see a figure swiftly running away.
"Master, he's escaped!" the butler said helplessly.
