Bang.

Da da da.

As soon as he finished speaking, his position was obviously exposed.

No, bullets kept coming, and Gordon's arm was grazed by a stray bullet, causing burning pain in his arm.

His face was as pale as paper: "On the copy."

Whoosh.

Whoosh.

Suddenly, three hundred clones rushed forward.

They were not afraid at all in the face of hail of bullets.

Even if he was hit by a bullet, it would still be like tickling them.

"The actress has an order. A team is to stop the clone and use delaying tactics. The others will take advantage of the time when the team is stopping the clone to kill. All the mobs must be eliminated within half an hour."
Chapter completed!