A helicopter unleashed a fierce attack on the windows, the sound of gunfire was incessant.
An Yan watched as the man remained motionless, his white shirt dyed red with fresh blood.
Still a step too late.
An Yan and Teng Rui locked eyes, An Yan made a gesture, but Teng Rui vigorously shook his head.
At that moment, three fully armed men jumped in through the window.
An Yan quickly dashed over and with a Sweeping Leg, she knocked a man down, pulled out a dagger fixed on the upside of the man's thigh holster, and slashed across his throat.
Then she flung the dagger directly at one of the other two, hitting him square in the forehead, giving him no chance to shoot.
The third man was about to shoot when he was stabbed in the neck by Teng Rui and immediately collapsed to the ground.
An Yan grabbed the machine gun and looked at Teng Rui, "You go first, I'll cover the rear."
Teng Rui's eyes reddened, "No way."
An Yan's eyes were cold and stern, "That's an order."
