The disparity between the two sides was immense; in just a few minutes, Lin Wu, Ren Ke, and the others, including Ling Xiu from the second floor, flanked and cornered the people in the first-floor lobby.
Only three were left. Fan was protected by the two beside him, all of them badly wounded, and their ammunition had run out.
Lin Wu flipped a switch on the wall, and the hall instantly lit up as bright as day.
She and Ren Ke led their men over but didn't look at the three people, instead, they shouted towards the stairwell entrance.
Soon after, Ling Xiu came down with seven or eight people. They were all in bad shape, seriously injured, supporting each other, and extremely vigilant as they descended. Seeing a number of people on the first floor and noticing Lin Wu, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Ling Xiu was about to call out to Lin Wu when he caught sight of Ren Ke and reacted as if he'd seen a ghost, "You... you're still alive??"
