"Bang." The door on the fourth floor was opened and ten men in red T-shirts rushed in. With guns in his hands, he aimed at Huang Xiaoxiang.

"Zhou ya, find a place to hide later." Huang Xiaoxiang stops Zhou Ya behind him.

"well." Zhou Ya nodded softly.

Huang Xiaoxiang starts to quickly gather the power of spirit on his hands with his teeth clenched. At the same time, he looks at these ten men with heavy weapons. He has never tried to shoot the power of spirit with his fingers at the same time, but now this is the only way.

"ready." Huang Xiaoxiang's hands have gathered the spirit power....