The restaurant manager almost burst into tears upon seeing there were over a dozen guns outside. If all these guns fired simultaneously, his restaurant would undoubtedly turn into a pile of ruins.
"Call 911 right now!" The restaurant manager shouted at a waiter beside him.
The waiter, trembling, picked up the phone and confusedly asked, "What's the number for 911?"
The restaurant manager cursed, "How would I know? Call 114 and ask!"
At this moment, Ma Jun, Roy, and the others were also pale with fear, even Ouyang Feiting, who had always remained calm, was somewhat scared. They had never imagined the situation would escalate to this point, and now it seemed completely out of control.
The only one with a bit of confidence was Beiming Xue, who had seen Wang Yan dodge a handgun before, but that was just one handgun, and now there were over a dozen hunting rifles. She wasn't sure if Wang Yan could dodge them.