"You mentioned before that they have guns. Do you know how many they have?" Tang Xiaoquan asked again.
"One, and it seems like they don't have many bullets. But they do have quite a few knives, and they're decent fighters."
"Anything else?"
"Anything else..." Derek thought for a moment, then shook his head: "There's nothing else."
"Damn, with just those weapons, you guys didn't dare to resist!?" Wen Quanxin sneered, his eyes full of contempt.
