Huo Feng's eyes were red as he looked at the chaos behind him.
In the next second, he quickly stood up, ignoring the gunshot wound on his right shoulder. As Huo Feng raised his hand, he suddenly fired a few shots at the other party. Someone from the enemy fell in response to the gunshots, and cries of pain sounded along with the awkward Namphan language. Hui Zi's sharp ears heard it, and Huo Feng also heard these profanities clearly!
As Hui Zi nervously observed the situation around him, he reached out and pulled Huo Feng's left arm back. He said in a low voice, "Brother Feng! This group of bastards should be from Namphan. They might not be mercenaries at all, but killers hired by others to mess with us!"
