Zuo Ling shouted, "One minute!"

True masters are hard to find, and the two brothers were determined to compete. If we don't let them have their chance, it will be a pity.

But if the problem cannot be resolved within a minute, Zuo Ling will have to take action.

Otherwise, the longer it drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for them.

No sooner had he finished speaking than bang! Xiao Hao fired his gun. His mental strength was extraordinary; at a distance of 5,000 meters, how could he possibly escape his notice?

The sniper's skull was ripped open, and in the last second of his life, his eyes revealed an expression of utter disbelief.

Rat-a-tat-tat, tat-tat-tat... The sniper was killed, and the enemies hiding in the shadows opened fire at the same time, trying to catch Zuo Ling and her brother off guard.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

Xiao Hao fired continuously, his evasive maneuvers were so smooth and efficient, he always got ahead of his brother, leaving him no chance to fire a single shot.

Compared to killing silently, Xiao Hao prefers sports where every shot draws blood and every punch lands hard.

Pei Nansheng was speechless. Innate advantages cannot be compensated for later in life, no matter what.

As the gunfire subsided, Xiao Hao listened carefully for a while before saying, "It's over, that's all."

A dozen or so Pyu people hiding in the shadows were wiped out.

The three siblings, dressed impeccably, drove their off-road vehicle ostentatiously all the way to the island, where they were immediately spotted.

If the Indians succeed, they will then stalk the bird from behind.

The useless Indians were wiped out in half a minute, and they immediately realized that Zuo Ling's family was not to be trifled with.

It's okay, they still have snipers.

The original plan was for a sniper to kill Zuo Ling's family from a distance, so they could come out and pick off any remaining enemies.

That was a great idea, but the sniper got taken out, so he had no choice but to take up arms himself.

Zuo Ling was unaware that they had inadvertently eliminated a small gang that was causing great headaches for the surrounding major powers.

Pei Nansheng and Xiao Hao were cleaning up their spoils when Zuo Ling asked the remaining people:

"Which of you speaks Mandarin?"

Everyone was bewildered; apart from the one who had died, no one else seemed to know what to do.

After so many people died, Zuo Ling lost her bloodlust. She looted the people's belongings and then released them.

Everyone was surprised and delighted to have escaped with their lives.

Zuo Ling wasn't so merciful; the Indians had launched a sneak attack first, intending to kill the brother and sister.

Although they were spared, everyone was wounded by crossbow bolts, lacked medical care and medicine, and without weapons, it was hard to say whether they could survive.

Pei Nansheng and Xiao Hao brought back a huge pile of spoils.

1 sniper rifle, 2 machine guns, 12 rifles, 6 pistols, 4 long knives, 8 daggers, 22 grenades, 4 first aid kits, and a quantity of ammunition.

"Not bad, it's quite plump."

Pei Nansheng said:

"They're unlucky to have run into us. If they had run into a regular squad, they would have wiped them out in one fell swoop."

Judging from their attire, the newcomers looked like mercenaries.

Even the lowest-ranking mercenaries are not comparable to ordinary people.

Zuo Lingdao:

"What a pity. I wonder where their hideout is. With that kind of firepower, there must be a lot of stuff in their hideout."

Pei Nansheng also felt it was a pity, glared at Xiao Hao, and said, "Serves you right for being so quick!"

Xiao Hao scratched his head. "How can you blame me? You didn't say we had to leave any survivors."

Besides, if we leave them alive, what can we possibly learn from the language barrier?

The air was thick with the stench of blood; we couldn't stay any longer. We packed our things and continued on our way.