"The legend of Ling Tian'ao ends here today." The trigger was pulled, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
"Boom!" Suddenly, a deafening explosion came from the entrance.
Flames soared into the sky.
Dylan was slightly startled, letting go of the sniper rifle in his hands and lifting his eyes to look toward the distant entrance.
The flames danced, and the air was filled with thick smoke.
At the entrance stood a woman clad in a fiery red dress. She carried a shoulder bag, holding a machine gun in one hand and a small bomb in the other. Pulling a bomb from her bag, she hurled it toward the densest group of people.
Each throw sent a group flying in an explosion.
The smoke was too thick, the crowd too chaotic.
No one could see anyone clearly.
But she unleashed a wild barrage of gunfire into the crowd with her machine gun.
"Husband!!!" The woman at the entrance shouted loudly.
Dylan was stunned, pointing toward the entrance. "The Ling Family's young mistress?"
