"Eh? Is someone going to confess or propose?"
Suddenly losing the lights, Yan Xinxin couldn't help but guess.
Mo Chuxi frowned, picked up a towel to wipe his hands, then suddenly gripped Yan Xinxin's hand tightly with his right hand.
Yan Xinxin raised her eyes in confusion, meeting the man's bright eyes in the dark.
"Chuxi?"
"Shh."
Mo Chuxi signaled for silence, as the entire restaurant fell into silence.
He lifted his deep gaze and looked at Selena, speaking softly.
"Nana, did you hear anything?"
"There are a total of eight people, each holding a gun. Judging by the cocking sound, they should all be 92-type semi-automatic pistols. From the sound of footsteps, they're about a hundred meters away from us."
Selena's answer shocked the four people who were completely bewildered.
"Someone wants to kill us?"
Xu Nuo found it baffling.
"The possibility of wanting to take me out is higher."
