Ali and the others from the Mad Blade Mercenary Group picked up their handguns, disassembled and reloaded them in under two seconds, showcasing their remarkable efficiency.
Ta-ta-ta~~~~
Another barrage of gunfire surged towards Yamamoto Qinan and his men, but they still wore contemptuous expressions, as if saying: Ignorant ants.
Two rockets shot forward, and Su Tong and Ali instantly retreated dozens of meters. With a loud bang, the ground was blasted into a large crater, black smoke billowing out, and dozens of black crows startled into flight. Ali and Su Tong were now covered in soot and dirt, no longer looking as pristine and composed as before.
"A...Ali, do you think we managed to hurt them this time?"
Su Tong looked at Ali beside him, who wore a cautious expression, and asked tentatively. He dared not dwell on the scene just now, as those rockets were his last resort; if they were ineffective, they faced certain death.
"Boss, I honestly don't know."
