“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