Just as Wang Yiyi felt she was about to vomit from the constant tremors of the Earth beneath her, the relentless shaking finally lessened. Before she could rise from the ground, she felt something pressing against her lower back—a cold barrel of a gun was aimed at the back of her head.
"Don't move, or I'll blow your brains out!"
Hearing the cold voice of the young man behind her, Wang Yiyi knew he was the kind who meant business, so she hurriedly stretched out her hands to signal surrender!
"Old Jiang! Give her....!" Pei Yan hadn't even finished speaking when he suddenly felt a frenzy of internal energy swirling within Wang Yiyi's body beneath him, causing his eyes to turn red! Was she treating his words like a joke and thinking he was a pushover?
Boom! Without hesitation, a close-range electromagnetic cannon exploded resoundingly.
