"Ziyi!"
Mu Chenxi pushed the man controlling her aside and rushed toward the railing.
The two who controlled her immediately reached out to pull her back.
Something sliced through the air, precisely piercing their hands holding weapons, causing the weapons to drop to the ground.
"Ah!"
The two screamed in pain.
Both clutched their blood-soaked hands, their gazes filled with fright and caution as they looked around, quickly retreating to find a place to hide.
Upon hearing the commotion behind him, Fu Qingtian didn't bother with the fallen Fu Ziyi; he swiftly turned and lunged toward Mu Chenxi, reaching out to grab her as a hostage.
Before his hand could touch her, Fu Yanshen kicked him away with one swift move.
With a long arm, he embraced Mu Chenxi into his arms, pulled her back to the railing, and handed her over to Mu Xinglan.
Mu Xinglan signaled the sniper tacitly.
The sound tore through the air again.
As Fu Qingtian attacked once more, his outstretched arm was shot.