Chapter 332: Poor Physical Strength

Li Lanxue struggled to spit out the cotton wad stuffed in her mouth, screaming heart-wrenchingly, "Ptooey... Liu Mou, no!" Her heart was filled with guilt and regret.

Boom, suddenly, the helicopter made a strange noise, wobbling, and the shaking soldiers had to hold onto the walls.

"What's happening?" Zhu Ziming looked at the scene before him, his face instantly drained of color as a thick plume of smoke slowly rose in front of him.

"President Zhu, this smoke is poisonous, retreat first," a soldier immediately sensed something was wrong, picked up a gas mask nearby, and handed it to President Zhu.

Upon seeing it, Zhu Ziming took the gas mask, fitted it over his head with a resentful sigh, and then walked out.

Meanwhile, Liu Mou also sustained some injuries due to the explosion just now, and because he hadn't activated the Nine Heavens Revolving Shield in time, a bullet struck him directly in the right side of the chest, blood gushing out instantly.