Jiang Yan Hai felt a bit helpless. He had told them not to throw it, not to throw it, yet they still threw it. Why were they so mischievous?
He admitted that his reaction was a bit fast, but this could not be blamed on him. If he did not kick this thing out, wouldn't he be the unlucky one?
Although it was not fatal, being blasted by this thing felt very uncomfortable!
Jiang Yan Hai would not make himself uncomfortable, so he resolutely kicked this thing back. Whoever it concerned, he was not running away, they could endure it themselves.
Listening to the various groans coming from outside, Jiang Yan Hai shrugged, helplessly shut down his laptop, put it into the laptop bag beside him, and at the same time packed up all his things and placed them aside.
He would save some time; otherwise, they would have to pack for him, so he helped them pack first.
Really, everyone's time was so tight, why didn't they listen? Jiang Yan Hai was somewhat speechless.
Just like that, after about three or four minutes, someone slightly farther away at the door finally recovered first, holding a gun and rushing in.
"Don't move!" This twenty-something young man raised his gun and aimed it at Jiang Yan Hai.
"I'm not moving." Jiang Yan Hai raised both hands and said helplessly.
This young man: "..."
In fact, he naturally knew that the other party had not moved. If the other party really moved, or if they had a gun, not a single one of these people would survive. What felt the most annoying was that this stun grenade was actually thrown in by themselves.
After another minute, the others also gradually recovered. The leader was a middle-aged man around forty years old. Walking