To ordinary people, the lethality of a submachine gun was far more terrifying than even two top-tier martial arts masters. After all, no matter how formidable a master was, they were still just one person. A submachine gun, however, could injure dozens in mere seconds. The sheer scale of devastation was something no ordinary expert could achieve.
Therefore, the moment Chen Chunhua appeared holding the submachine gun, she scared away all of the dozens of people present.
"It really does save time and effort…" Zhou Yang commented with a wry smile, glancing at the blood-stained submachine gun in Chen Chunhua's hand.
"Let's go…" Chen Chunhua said emotionlessly, taking the lead out of the hotel.
"Let's go…" Lin Feng echoed gravely, following Chen Chunhua.
The three of them got into Zhou Yang's Rolls-Royce Phantom. Lin Feng went straight to the driver's seat, glanced back at Chen Chunhua, and said in a deep voice, "I'll drive, you navigate."
