The bodyguard stared at the night with unbelievable eyes, and his face became extremely ugly in a moment.

As he gritted his teeth, he suddenly stood up and took off his left shoe with his right hand.

"click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-click-cli The bodyguards around him pulled out their guns from nowhere, and all of them were directed at him in an instant.

The bedroom was dead quiet.

Bean sweat dripped down the bodyguard's face.

The bodyguards around him were all very brave. He knew that he could not guarantee that he could turn on the mini-bomb before his head was blown off.

The scene was deadlocked.

But at night, a cigar was pulled...