Wang Jin moved. Right as Tang Miao lifted his shotgun, Wang Jin had already ducked to the other side.
For someone who had danced on the verge of death for a long time, Wang Jin could see what was coming next for every move that Tang Miao had made. When he saw that Tang Miao had lifted his arms, he knew that he was going to fire.
The bullet missed Wang Jin and lodged itself in the wall of the stairway.
Tang Miao was taken aback as he took a few steps back. “I want you to get out here right now! I’m gonna kill you! I’m gonna kill you right now!”
Duan Jincheng’s palms were drenched in sweat as he watched from the side. He knew from Wang Jin’s reaction that it was all on instinct. These weren’t moves that anyone could easily pull off. It was hard for someone to be so highly skilled unless they had been to hell and back.
“Duan Jincheng! Stop him from getting away! I’ll get more men here right now!” Tang Miao did not abandon his initial plan as he pointed his gun at Duan Jincheng. “Quick!”