Just as Victoria Carter was about to pull the trigger, a beam of light flashed across, directly illuminating Victoria Carter's face. She instinctively raised her hand to cover it, and Stuart Truman took the opportunity to grab her wrist again, raising a handgun and firing at the nearest mercenary.
The sound of gunfire was like the herald of battle, in less than a fraction of a second, several off-road vehicles rushed out one after another, men in black attire leaned out of the windows, spraying submachine gun fire in this direction.
Stuart Truman turned to look, with no time to react, he immediately rolled on the ground, from under the truck's body to the other side, using the truck body as cover. Simultaneously, he held tightly the handgun snatched from Victoria's hand, gasping heavily.
"Be on guard!" Victoria yelled angrily, seemingly not expecting such an unexpected turn at this moment.
