Watching this scene, Lin Xing immediately directed the fire dragon towards the white-clothed woman's direction of assault to block her.
In their coordination, they tightly held the white-clothed woman back at a distance of a hundred meters, dodging the machine gun fire left and right, yet she couldn't manage to get close.
But seeing that the thousands of bullets firing every second couldn't so much as scratch the white-clothed woman, Jing Shiyu's eyes couldn't help but flash with a tinge of fear, "Is she an expert from the second transmission?"
Lin Xing nodded and said, "How much longer will the bullets last?"
Jing Shiyu replied irritably, "At most a minute. How did you get mixed up with this kind of monster!"
Lin Xing understood that once Jing Shiyu's bullets ran out, their death under the white-clothed woman's onslaught would only be a matter of time.
Unless he could gain the power to contend with her in this short time.
