When it came to these terrorists, Xiang Yu would never show mercy. Although the opponent was beautiful, it was merely a superficial appearance.
After taking out the target, Xiang Yu clearly felt someone approaching from the surrounding area. He quickly hid behind a car.
The opponents were cold-blooded terrorists who would kill without hesitation, so he didn't dare to act recklessly.
"I know you're nearby. Come out," someone suddenly said in standard Mandarin.
Upon hearing the other person's Mandarin, which was more fluent than his own, Xiang Yu froze for a moment. Through the glass, he looked toward the distance and spotted a young man around thirty years old standing upright in the distance.
This man had a tall and straight figure and looked quite handsome.
The man stood there openly, with a tattoo of a fierce eagle on his neck.
Xiang Yu waited for a moment, seeing no movement, before stepping out as well.
