Yu Xi raised an eyebrow. "Oh, right, the Miss Ji sitting next to you is also quite valuable."
"You..."
Ji Zhifu looked directly at Yu Xi.
She actually dared to drag her into this!
The car came to a stop.
Yu Xi was pushed down.
Ji Zhifu looked at the place in front of her.
What kind of shithole is this...
It looked like a homemade house in the countryside, utterly dilapidated.
There were three stories, and it was as unsightly as a coffin.
Upon entering, a foul smell was detected.
With disgust, she said, "What kind of place is this? I'll give you money, just let me go back, I can really give you money..."
"Get in, you two."
A few people threw the two inside.
The homemade guns were still in hand, and Yu Xi recognized at a glance that they were homemade because they were different from the ones for sale.
They couldn't even get properly sold guns, which meant it was probably a small gang.
Yu Xi just wondered who exactly wanted her dead so badly.
