"A brilliant performance."
This sentence gently echoed through the tropical jungle.
Lu Qingxue's eyes showed no emotion as she pulled the bowstring again, and the arrow in her hand shot out like a comet striking the moon, violently crashing into a certain area.
Clang, boom!
When the arrow embedded into the tree trunk, the high-explosive charge in the arrowhead detonated instantly, blowing the tree into splinters.
Falling leaves fluttered down, but the applause continued to resonate.
"So cautious... actually, it would have been best if you had surrendered quietly."
A middle-aged man in a black, high-collared uniform elegantly walked out from the jungle.
Click.
Miller raised the heavy grenade launcher, aiming at that direction while leaping in front of Lu Qingxue.
But just as he was speaking, without a sound, another arrow suddenly ripped through the air from behind.
Clang, the arrow pierced through the man and embedded in the jungle behind.
