Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Get up!" They suddenly surrounded him from all directions.

This time, there was no fear in their eyes, only a strong killing intent.

"She doesn't dare to take action!" Like a pack of hungry wolves, they slowly approached the roof of the building, step by step, and the heavy footsteps seemed to step on Qiao Nian's heart.

Qiao Nian looked at the crowd getting closer and closer, knowing that she was in a desperate situation.

She checked the time on her watch and saw there were only five minutes left...

Qiao Nian clenched the sniper rifle in her hand, thinking silently in her heart that even if she died, she would still have to support a few people! However, there were too many people on the other side, and she clearly felt that the breath of death was wrapping her tightly. The air around her seemed to have become thicker, and every breath she took was filled with the smell of blood and despair.

She only needs to drag Mo Xi and Ye Wangchuan out for 5 minutes—

Qiao Nian's eyes became determined and cold. She held the pistol in her hand tightly, her slender fingers resting firmly on the trigger, slightly stiff due to the exertion.

The gun was already stained with the sweat from her palms, but her eyes didn't flinch at all.

"There she is!"

There was an aura of danger all around, and enemies were coming from all directions like a tide. Those eyes full of murderous intent shone with a frightening light in the darkness.

Qiao Nian picked up the sniper rifle and pulled the trigger calmly.

"Bang!"

The gunshots of the battle were already deafening, and the shouts of killing came one after another.

Qiao Nian faced countless enemies alone.

Her position is like a lonely fortress, the last line of defense in this position.

Every time the trigger was pulled, the bullets flew out with decisive force, leaving **** holes in the bodies of those who rushed forward. Time is infinitely slowed down here, and every second of tick-tock flow is blood splashing, and time is calculated with life.

Soon the bullets in the sniper rifle were all gone.

Qiao Nian turned over to dodge the incoming bullets, threw the sniper rifle, turned over and pulled out the adapter pistol he carried to block the gap.

"Bang!" A sharp shot, and another person was shot in the head.

"Fuck you, you stinky bitch!" A man with a beard was furious and fired at Qiao Nian. The crimson color spread from his face to his neck. It was obvious that he was knocked off guard by the girl's superb shooting skills.

Even though so many of them were threatened with hostages, they still couldn't get close to Qiao Nian. It was undoubtedly humiliating for people like them who were outlaws.

Someone shouted, "Brothers, Shi Lao is back. Order to capture him alive."

Just when Qiao Nian was concentrating on facing the situation in front of her, a cunning man quietly came around behind her while she was standing aside to resist another person's attack.

His steps were light, like a ghost in the dark night. He held the gleaming dagger high in his hand, his eyes flashing with cruel excitement.

You can't shoot if you capture them alive. Asians can easily be killed.

Qiao Nian was currently engaging in a fierce battle with the enemy in front of her. She was keenly aware of a strange surge of air behind her, but the enemy's attacks were too intensive, and she only had time to turn slightly.

The dagger stabbed at her with a sharp sound.

"Hiss—" The tip of the blade instantly cut her arm, and the cold metal cut into her skin, causing a sharp pain.

Qiao Nian's brows furrowed tightly, and she took a breath of cold air, but her injured arm still did not let go of the gun in her hand. (End of chapter)