"Damn Ability Group! Our Bright Church will not let you go!"
At this moment, King Yan cast a disappointed gaze at the sky for a while, then stumbled away from the corner, constantly evading the dense rain of bullets from above.
Like a dog, he darted and dodged along the wall.
Then, reaching out, he climbed the wall with bare hands, leapt into the air, and frantically ran to the top floor of the station.
His target was locked onto that helicopter; once the distance was overcome, he would destroy it without hesitation!
"Dada... dada..."
The bullets, as dense as rain, mercilessly strafed the rooftop, one after another turning the entire roof into a beehive.
The stone wall on the roof shot debris everywhere under fire, forcing King Yan to speed up his dash across it.
Just as the two helicopters prepared for a pincer attack, suddenly one helicopter strafed along the rooftop, firing bullets as if they were free.
Nearly engulfing King Yan's body...
