His life was bound to his host's.
Should the host perish, the system perishes too!
Chu Jin slightly lifted her eyes and spoke very calmly, "Understood."
Her gaze was sharp as a razor, locking directly onto the hidden assassin, and with a slight motion of her hand, a tiny golden needle flew out from her palm, flickering with a chilling light in the darkness.
Meanwhile, Song Shiqin also dodged the bullets flying his way. 'Bang bang—' Two shots, and two assassins were taken care of.
However, it was far from over.
In the darkness, upon seeing that bullet tainted with a murderous aura, Chu Jin's pupils suddenly constricted!
She knew, no matter what, Song Shiqin could not dodge this time. The bullet was enchanted with spiritual power, a Phantom Bullet, destined to stop only upon drawing blood!
