Below Melta Prison, more than a dozen snipers simultaneously targeted the helicopter in the sky!
Qingwu put down the binoculars in her hand and looked at Pei Jue beside her.
"If they start shooting all at once, can we dodge?"
"It'll be difficult."
Melta Prison had layer upon layer of checkpoints. Their ability to get directly inside was already a result of special arrangements that had been made for them through special channels.
Qingwu turned around and retrieved a metal box from behind, putting on a pair of pitch-black gloves.
"I need five minutes to assemble the sniper rifle. I'll leave it to you for those five minutes."
Pei Jue nodded, his cold gaze fixed on the pitch-black prison below.
"Five minutes shouldn't be a problem, but there are so many people, slipping past them might be a bit challenging."
Qingwu retorted coldly, "I have no intention of confronting them. My target is someone else!"