Qin Feng and his group all furrowed their brows, not expecting that something was still hidden inside the ship's hold.
Chen Weifeng sneered, "Did you hear that? You guys are so damn capable, you should know what this is, right? I'm warning you, if any of you make a move, I'll let them out immediately. There's over two thousand people on this ship—worst case, we all go down together!"
"If someone's going down, it's you guys. A few zombies aren't enough to scare anyone!"
Qin Feng smirked, his Storage Ring flashing on his finger. He waved his sword and unleashed a dozen sword qi slashes.
Puff, puff, puff!
With a series of muffled thuds, over a dozen security guards holding guns started screaming in agony.
Their arms were all severed, and the guns in their hands shattered into powder by the sword qi.
At the same time, Brother Xiaowei, Yan Danfeng, and Maoo Baiqing had already darted out of sight.
Chen Weifeng roared hoarsely, "You bastards, if we die, we die together!"
