They could hear the sound of gunfire from far away in the dark.
On the other side of the forest, Quan Shaoteng heard gunshots.
"Quick! Move toward six o'clock!"
"That way! Toward three o'clock!"
"It's the QBZ-95-1 assault rifle!"
"Quick! Faster!"
…
They were rushing back with all their might.
The figures were moving through the dense forest.
Xiang Wan was shrouded under gunfire. Her body was stiff, but her thoughts were all about Bai Muchuan.
If he was in this forest, he would have heard the gunshots.
… The Dark Clan members were here, but he was nowhere in sight.
What does that mean?
Xiang Wan's heart felt heavy.
"D*mn! We've been tricked—there's only a few of them!" Someone over at the enemy's side shouted.
"Brothers, there's less than 10 of them there! Get them—!"
The triad members were not that dumb. They noticed this fact after several rounds of exchange of gunfire.
