"We're doomed!"
Zhou Zhengde's voice trembled slightly as he pushed Wang Jixuan towards the entrance.
Although Wei Na did not understand what the three words "Battle Girl" represented, she knew Zhou Zhengde well and immediately sensed the enemy's strength.
"Quick, call for backup!"
Wei Na shouted, propping up her trench coat.
"It's okay... She's not wearing her combat suit," said Wang Jixuan.
Zhou Zhengde and Wei Na were stunned for a moment before turning to look at Lingtong, who had walked about ten meters away.
Indeed, Lingtong had changed into casual clothes at that time. Her tight black jeans paired with an off-shoulder white short-sleeve top boldly showcased her proudly elegant curves;
Her ponytail swung back and forth as she moved, and her sneakers were somewhat worn but impeccably clean.
She tilted her head to look at the three of them shoving each other and asked softly, "Did I interrupt something?"
"No," Wang Jixuan shrugged.
