I originally didn't think much of this Firearms Team, but seeing such might, I couldn't help but feel fear in my heart.
At least for myself, in this situation, I could only wait for death.
Tan Wanpei also had a serious expression, but he didn't forget what he was supposed to do. His hands flew as he stuffed the cloth bundle into the straw man's belly.
Mantra and spell came out, writing down Li Yan's name.
Then, he performed Step Gang Stepping, right hand holding the Peach Wood Sword, left hand the Soul Suppressing Bell, murmuring continuously, reciting the spell.
Jingle jingle jingle!
The Soul Suppressing Bell shook, rotating above the straw man.
Three circles to the left, three circles to the right.
The leader of the Firearms Team didn't participate in the attack. Facing Jin Cuilian's respectful gaze, he didn't feel a hint of pride.
He knew the Firearms Team still had many weaknesses.
