“Jeremy, do you still think you have the chance to get out of here alive?” Felipe’s victorious smile spread across his face gradually.

Jeremy was still calm. “Why don’t we have a little competition? We’ll see who’s faster.”

After he said that, Felipe’s expression changed.

Felipe would not joke about his life, and neither would he take this risk—not when he was going against Jeremy.

While the man was hesitating, Jeremy shot the pistol away from Felipe’s hand.

When the pistol fell, he grabbed it one step ahead of Felipe and pointed it at Felipe’s heart.

The situation changed so quickly that the smirk on Felipe’s face was already gone.

“Tell them to go out,” ordered Jeremy.

Felipe barked his order coldly. “Get out.”

“Mr. Whitman, we—”

“F*ck off!” Jeremy chased them away impatiently.

The bodyguards did not dare to go against his order, so they went out to keep an eye on them.

They figured if Jeremy dared to do something rash, they would fire at the same time. They did not belie