Mr. Gu, Your Replacement Bride Is A Big Shot!

gunshots, he turned around and saw Gu Zhou standing there, firing at them.
He immediately squatted down and used his companion as a shield.

Gu Zhou caught the group of people off guard.
He immediately hid at the side again and began to reload.

Seeing that most of his men had fallen, Kan Shan was so angry that his eyes turned red.
He cursed loudly, “Trash! What a bunch of trash!”

Seeing that there were still three uninjured people, Kan Shan led the three of them towards Gu Zhou.

Gu Zhou hid in a room.
When he heard footsteps approaching, he suddenly fired his gun and hid in the room again.

Kan Shan gave the three of them a look, signaling for them to be meat shields.
The four of them approached Gu Zhou.

Previously, Gu Zhou had been able to defeat so many people smoothly because those mercenaries had been electrocuted by Qiao Nian from the beginning.
Their bodily functions had yet to recover completely.
They had scattered upstairs, giving him a good opportunity to attack.

Later on, Gu Zhou rushed back to the cinema and circled around, catching those people off guard.
That was why they were injured.

Gu Zhou used the door as a cover and arrived at the stairs in the corner.
If he left through this staircase, there would be no cover around him.

He couldn’t go upstairs.
Worried that those people would find Qiao Nian and Xiao Bao, he could only bring them downstairs.

Seeing that Gu Zhou had stopped firing, Kan Shan thought that he was out of bullets.
A trace of coldness flashed in his eyes as he said sternly, “Gu Zhou, know your place.
Take your family and surrender.
Otherwise, don’t blame me for being impolite!”

Gu Zhou leaned against the wall by the stairs.
He still had three magazines of bullets in his hand.
If he finished them, he would really run out of bullets.

He replaced the clip and was about to speak when something bloody and sweet surged out of his mouth.
He raised his hand to wipe it away and realized that he was vomiting blood.

Gu Zhou frowned and looked down.
His abdomen was wet.
He pressed his hand to his abdomen, and blood gushed out, falling to the ground drop by drop.

Bright blood dripped onto the white tiles and looked like charming flowers which were blooming.

He had been shot!