"Just focus on the road ahead, and leave these killers to me!" Feng Jiuyan lowered his voice and said solemnly.

Yan Ci raised his eyebrows, "Okay, thank you for your help."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jiuyan tightly gripped the nail gun in his hand, raised it steadily with his right hand, and aimed at the killer closest to them with sharp and firm eyes.

Then, without hesitation, she pulled the trigger.

With a whoosh sound, a nail coated with poison flew towards the killer like a meteor.

After a sharp whistling sound passed through the air, with a "swish", the arrow hit the killer's left shoulder with incredible precision.

Feng Jiuyan shot several more nails in succession without any pause. Each nail had great power and precise aim, and each one hit a killer accurately without fail.

For a moment, the killers who were shot were hit by nails, but they did not take these nails seriously and still tried their best to chase Feng Jiuyan and Yan Ci.

The assassins who were hit by the poisonous nails showed ferocious sneers on their faces. They said sarcastically: "Haha, don't waste your energy. You can't escape anyway. You'd better surrender quickly!"

"Hehe, that's right. If you surrender now, perhaps we can leave your bodies intact!" Their laughter was full of contempt and complacency, as if they had already regarded Feng Jiuyan and Yan Ci as their own goods.

"Haha, is that so?" Feng Jiuyan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cold, disdainful sneer.