At least ten professionally trained private bodyguards had them surrounded in the narrow alley.
As they closed in, Lu Mi saw something flash coldly, though he couldn't tell whether it was a knife or a gun.
Shit, they're out for blood. You rich people really know how to take things too far!
Xiao Kui burst into tears. "What do we do, Xinhan? I'm so scared..."
Lu Mi turned his palm over, only to discover he couldn't gather even a trace of spiritual power.
He realized that this body wasn't his own. He couldn't use spells.
The lead bodyguard was already standing in front of him. At least six foot two, he cast Lu Mi entirely in shadow.
"There's no need to keep playing the devoted couple now, is there?"
"I'll count down from five. You'd better disappear, or we'll stomp the life out of you too!"
"Five-four-"
Xiao Kui looked at him with tearful eyes, loosening her grip on his arm.
"Xinhan... run!"
Lu Mi was stunned.
"Three-"
Xiao Kui even gave him a shove. "They want to kill me. They're not joking. But you still have a chance to live. Run!!"
"Two-"
An overwhelming sense of pressure bore down on him.
The bodyguard's countdown was like a death curse, ticking away the seconds of his life.
At that moment, his body's instincts almost made him take a step away.
The bodyguard sneered.
"One-!!"
Lu Mi swung his shoulder bag into the man's face. Before the others could react, he grabbed Xiao Kui and ran!
The wind lifted his shirt-then, a second later, Lu Mi collided with something hard.
A thick, vein-bulging arm seized him by the collar.
The bodyguard's furious face was inches from his own.
"You little punk. Trying to play me?"
A huge red word flashed through