A few Blood Clan members, supporting themselves on the wall as they staggered out, hadn't taken many steps before they heard the explosion-proof door behind them being kicked open. It smashed forcefully against the wall, shattering a large patch of wall tiles.
An old lady in a suit and sunglasses walked out from the room. Her face was expressionless. She held a long spear with a metal shaft and a bone blade, carried a music-playing speaker on her back, and from behind her, eight pale, firearm-wielding arms extended.
Their bizarre appearance and the surreal scene made the Blood Slaves stare blankly for a moment before reacting; some drew pistols from their waists to shoot, while others transformed into muscular, half-human, half-bat monsters and lunged at Li Ang.
