A musket squad of over ten people, split into two rows front and back.
The front row crouched, the back row stood upright.
They were clearly well-prepared, as soon as the four-wheeled black-covered carriage drove away and Jason and Li Deshang appeared, they immediately pulled the trigger—
Bang bang bang!
Amidst the flashes of fire, thick smoke rose up.
Bullets shot out like exploding water droplets, enveloping the entrance of the 'Drunken Fairy Tower'.
"Ah!"
"Oh my mother!"
Jia Youcai let out a sharp scream, frozen in place, unable to move.
Li Deshang was slightly better, not screaming out loud, but his face was pale.
Undoubtedly, as one of the person in charge of 'Mountain City', Li Deshang never expected he would be attacked in the city.
Where did the attack come from?
The answer was obvious.
'Transmigration Cult'!
It couldn't possibly have been anyone else but 'Transmigration Cult'.
'If I survive this time, I absolutely, absolutely...'
