When he entered the elevator, there was no one there, and Gao Yi smoothly got into the elevator.
The most difficult step in Gao Yi's imagination was here. He thought he would die as soon as he went out the door, but there was actually no one outside?
No time to think too much, Gao Yi rushed into the elevator and reached out to press the button for the first floor.
The Special Service Bureau has its own procedures, and there are almost fixed procedures to respond when the President is in danger, but Gao Yi didn't understand them well, so he was just acting instinctively.
Far too unprofessional.
As an assassin, Gao Yi was truly unqualified.
But as the King of Killers, it was very normal for Gao Yi not to understand these things.
The elevator speed was fast, and Gao Yi reached out to press the gunshot wound on his chest. He felt a sting, then lifted his hand to look at his palm, finding that there wasn't much blood.
Fortunately, no, it should be very good.
