"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Two bullets shot out from the gun barrel, heading straight for the mercenaries in the trees.
Even with silencers, the deadly sound was clearly heard.
Ye Fan fired, two successive shots aimed at two targets.
Accompanied by two muffled grunts, two mercenaries fell from the trees, crashing one after another into the underbrush.
One corpse broke through the bushes and landed on the thick leaves below, while another was caught on the thorns.
"The target is under the tree, blow him up, hurry up and blow him up," the last remaining mercenary in the tree called for reinforcements, the voice transmitting through the earpiece to the companions hidden in other locations.
He aimed his gun at Ye Fan's position but didn't fire, unsure of Ye Fan's exact location.
