"Why didn't you invite me?" Zhao Zilong casually responded.
"Fine! I'll invite you!" Gu Xiaoxi grandiosely waved her hand, indicating it didn't matter who did the inviting, as long as they could bring these people to justice.
All of Zhao Zilong's words got stuck in his throat; he was just speaking off the cuff. How could he really let her do the inviting!
Although his military supplies were limited, they were enough for a crab feast.
With that said, Zhao Zilong and Gu Xiaoxi exchanged a glance, then simultaneously looked toward the distance. They gripped their weapons tightly, stood up, and moved in a zigzag pattern while opening fire with all their might.
The two of them were like War Gods descended from the heavens, valiant and fearless, seemingly able to take on a hundred foes each.
An Ji's eyes widened in shock; reacting quickly, he immediately ordered his subordinates to return fire.
But they were no match for the speed of the two.