Yue Songlan instinctively shrank back, while the man stood there smiling, showing no trace of panic or fear. Yue Songlan glanced at him, and for some inexplicable reason, his agitated heart suddenly calmed down.
Suddenly, a black shadow descended from the sky, legs twisted around the man's neck, snatched the machine gun from the man's hand, and kicked him violently away. His body rolled over and stopped at Yue Songlan's feet, and Yue Songlan jumped in fright upon seeing the grotesque face.
The black shadow seized the machine gun and, as the group reacted to fire, the woman's figure was airborne, long hair dancing in the wind, her machine gun aiming a barrage at the crowd.
All this happened in a split second, and by the time the group reacted, a wave of people had already fallen down.
The woman landed lightly on the ground, holding the machine gun against the wind.
Yue Yi'an and Yue Songlan were both shocked as they watched her. Was she human, given such strength?
