"Good shooting skills, let's see what you'll do when you run out of bullets!" Indeed, the person hiding below also thought of this point and his voice became smug again.
"Hmph!" Luo Ye snorted coldly, highly focused, and as the last bullet was fired, she threw the gun behind her and immediately had several small knives in her hand. "Clang! Clang! Clang!..." The knives collided with the bullets, blocking them, and fell to the ground.
Zhao Qianqian, who was planning to rush to Luo Ye's front, let out a long breath and silently chanted Amitabha Buddha in her heart. Next time, she still wants to go on a mission with Lady Luo; it's too… thrilling!
"Didn't expect it, you're quite talented!" The voice now turned furious and Luo Ye felt a surge of joy. If her estimation was correct, the enemy should have very few bullets left.
"Ha! Ha! Ha!..."
The laughter erupted again, and before Luo Ye and Zhao Qianqian could react, the floor beneath them suddenly began to drop sharply...
