There seemed to be a commotion outside. Ermo knocked several times in the sedan chair. He didn't know what happened. He was worried that the horse was frightened.
"Bang!" The sedan fell forward, and Ermo rushed out of the sedan. When she was about to lie down, an arm strangled her up. As she swayed, she saw the red shadows of the horses, the crowd, and the guns.
My temples are cold. After regaining consciousness, one arm tightly hugged his shoulders, and the other side held the gun against his temple.
"You have been surrounded. Please immediately put down your weapons and release the hostages. We will ensure your personal safety..." The loudspeaker was still shouting, but Xia Ermo could no longer hear anything clearly.