The window opened, and the sounds from the room poured into Shen Qinglan's ears without obstruction. Her blood seemed to freeze at that moment. Even without seeing it, Shen Qinglan knew exactly what Ya Xi was enduring at the time. Her eyes reddened instantly as she snatched the gun from the waist of the man controlling her and without hesitation pulled the trigger. Several bursts of gunfire echoed, and bodies fell before her. The Eastern man hadn't even reacted before Shen Qinglan had crippled his hands.
Shen Qinglan didn't bother with him and entered the room, firing without looking. Several men didn't even have time to put on their pants before they were robbed of life.
Ya Xi, hearing the gunfire, let out a scream and cowered in the corner, trembling all over. She was unclothed, her body covered with wounds.