"Where Are They?"

Upon realising these 10 men's intention to kill everyone, including Ji Zhuang, Zhao Yang couldn't stay calm anymore. 

Even though he knew that Ji Zhuang wouldn't die from a bullet attack thanks to her special clothes, her head was unprotected. 

One shoot to her head and she would die a miserable death. And there's no way he could let that happen. 

Before the ten men could pull their trigger and shoot at Ji Zhuang, Zhao Yang already commanded Tianjin in a cold voice. 

"Use the machine gun. Now!" The man's face was so grim as he spoke, invoking fear in anyone's heart. 

Tianjin didn't dare to be slow. The swan hurriedly activated the car's weaponry while shouting, 

"Yes, master!" 

In a flash, the roof of the car moved with a creaking electronic noise. The car shook a bit, and out of everyone's sight, a massive machine gun with four guns rose at lightning speed.