"Leader Zhu is already dead, we will follow Leader Dai," finally a clever fellow in the Black Deacon Corps spoke up, representing the other twenty-plus members to declare their stance.
Wu Hen's gaze returned to Dai Jing, wanting to hear her response.
Dai Jing still didn't speak, but she suddenly stepped forward and lunged toward Wu Hen.
The moment she made her move, a bullet wrapped in Fiery Flames also flew toward her. Her seemingly slow attacking movements suddenly produced a ghostly afterimage just as it was about to meet the sniper bullet, perfectly dodging it.
She continued advancing forward without using any powerful moves, her attacks even appeared somewhat gentle and slow.
As Wu Hen was puzzled, the woman had already thrown herself into his arms, burrowing into his Thunder palms.
"What's going on?"
Wu Hen was full of question marks, but he still went with the flow and seized Dai Jing by the neck.