Slaughterhouse

Two gunshots rang through the air.

Two bloody holes appeared on Santos.

Zhang Guozhu and Ah Long were using their own sniper rifles against them.

"F*ck, shoot! Kill them all!"

Lucas raised his rifle and fired at the roof.

Zhang Guozhu and Ah Long quickly took cover.

Meanwhile, Lucas's other men started firing at Wang Ran.

Wang Ran quickly led Ah Yu to the bottom of the steps, where there was cover.

Occasionally, a few bullets struck Wang Ran's body, but they only broke the surface of his skin.

The rest of the villagers scattered and fled.

Only a few people were hit by stray bullets.

"Ah! They stung me, they stung me!"

A panicked mercenary took out his gun and fired a spray of bullets into the sky, but he didn't hit a single insect.

"Damn it, calm down!

"They've only weakened us. We still have guns. Remember your training!

"Don't f*ck this up!" Lucas shouted.