"Bang bang bang"—with so many people firing bullets recklessly at the young girl, even the toughest person should have become a sieve.
Yet the girl opposite them was unscathed, the whirlwind around her body acting like a top-notch natural protective barrier. It was clearly wind, but it could actually stop bullets. At this moment, the girl looked at them with a mocking sneer, her eyes filled with disdainful and condescending amusement.
"Move!" Weisheng Yueren saw the girl's gaze suddenly harden, her blood-red eyes brightening, and yelled anxiously.
Regrettably, it was already too late. The people, engrossed in their indignation for revenge, were slow to react to the Boss's voice. They were just a beat too late, those mere two seconds bringing a tragic fate upon them.
