Upon hearing the noise, the White Dragon Messenger trapped in the iron cage and bound by iron chains raised his head, not expecting it to be his senior fellow apprentice and Ye Tian.
The people of Dragon Hall, fooled by a feint, turned around and pulled their triggers.
"Da da da!"
"Da da da!"
The sound of bullets spraying out was heard, and the guards on the first floor of the factory immediately went upstairs to provide support upon hearing the commotion above.
In the meantime, Xia Yan and Xiao Bao, hiding in the shadows, seized the opportunity and launched a fierce attack from the first floor.
Xia Yan had long since taken off her coat, now wearing a vest and hoisting a rifle in her hands, firing away, very much with the aura of a female War God.
Casings fell to the ground continuously, one by one the Dragon Hall goons took bullets to the back and collapsed to the floor, as the remaining ones snapped to action and turned around ready to fire.
