At this moment, as Dead Shot pulled the trigger, in that instant, ten crossbow arrows surged towards Tang Zhong.
"I'll see how you dodge this time," Dead Shot roared.
"Oh no, this is bad!" Luo Shui's complexion turned ugly.
Even if Tang Zhong could dodge a single crossbow bolt, it was impossible to dodge so many arrows; what infuriated her was that Tang Zhong still stood there, not even moving.
"Run!" Luo Shui shouted.
Hearing Luo Shui's shout, Dead Shot sneered viciously: "Run? Don't dream; I fired ten arrows at once, no one can dodge them. I was able to kill figures like the Prime Minister and the President among white guards, let alone now that I have shot ten bolts!"
Luo Shui's complexion grew even uglier; Dead Shot absolutely had such capability. She had seen his file before; his time as an assassin was very short, but he had done many things that shocked the assassins' world.
At this time, ten crossbow arrows were shot at Tang Zhong's face.