After dealing with these few men, Su Yanruo and Rong Yixuan reloaded their guns and stepped inside the elevator. It took them to the next floor. As soon as the floor opened, they smirked and nodded at each other. In front of them were a massive number of people, with bulky bodies, dangerous looks, holding different kinds of weapons in their hands. Compared to the previous men, these were highly skilled.
"Kill!!!" One of the men barked. He was bald, wearing a spiky shirt, rotating a silver chain with large spikes attached on the chain rushed towards them.
"Let's see who kills more," Rong Yixuan smirked and geared up his hand in an attack mode. He was wearing a brass knuckle on his hand having large and sharp claws.
