Lu Yutian took out a metal button from her pocket and said lightly, "Just in case, I got this thing from Team Three. This little gadget can blow Lu Mian to smithereens..."
The two women exchanged a smile and waited for the assassins to throw Lu Mian in front of them.
Inside the factory.
As soon as Lu Mian walked in, she already had a clear estimate of the enemy's numbers and strength.
Ten people.
All well-trained, with solid foundations.
The footsteps she heard earlier were intentional, meant to lead her in here.
Lu Mian walked in with steady steps, her palm gradually filling with power, ready to counter any attackers at any moment.
But when these people rushed out of the building all at once, Lu Mian was unexpectedly startled.
Indeed, it was ten people.
Their uniform clothing left Lu Mian speechless.
Those damn masks!
Those damn white robes!
Aren't they from the IEG?!
Thinking of this, Lu Mian understood that these assassins were likely sent by Team Three.
