Time slowly passed, and the one-sided crushing continued.
Elsewhere, Gu Yiran and others created a vast space for Lin Yi, drawing away the remaining people.
Although they were outnumbered, they had guns and could barely hold their own against these mindlessly charging foes.
Moreover, what these people feared most was not the guns in Gu Yiran's hands but the knife in Lin Yi's.
Because anyone who got close to him never returned unscathed.
Several more minutes passed, and over fifty people had fallen to the ground.
The scene of chaos continued, but Lin Yi's valor greatly diminished the opponent's momentum.
Everyone was waiting for Lin Yi to tire out, then find an opening to subdue him.
But their plan went awry.
The man before them was like a tireless machine.
After such a prolonged fight, he was still full of energy and fought with increasing ferocity!
"Boss, something seems off," Zhu Xiangrong said nervously,