C143 Slaughter Immortals and Ghosts Cry

Xia Zhu's hair stood on end as she looked at the dozens of guns pointing at Ye Fann. Her face was ashen, especially the elite assassins of the Blood Shadow who were watching from the side. Even if Ye Fann had great abilities, Xia Zhu didn't think that he could survive in such a situation!

Xia Zhu gritted her teeth and picked up the 95 rifle, wanting to help Ye Fann