"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Zhang Mengjie gritted her teeth against the pain in her body, grabbing her hand arrow and firing several shots at Hawke Martin.
However, the three arrows whistling through the void were casually flicked away by Hawke Martin's fingers, the three scorching arrows caught between his fingers.
A sinister smile appeared on his pale face.
At this moment, the room was bustling with shadows.
"Swish! Swish! Swish~"
The experts of the Nantian Gang jumped in and quickly surrounded Hawke Martin for a kill.
Zhang Mengjie's pupils contracted, disregarding herself, she kicked the ground and slammed her frail body into a large box nearby.
"Crash~"
The box creaked ominously as it was hit and then slammed heavily towards Hawke Martin. Taking advantage of Hawke Martin's busy state, Zhang Mengjie quickly rushed over to her sister, supporting her. Desperately dragging her outside.
"Yuxuan, are you okay?"
