"This..."
Looking at the approaching stone sculptures once again, Lin Fan felt conflicted inside.
If he left, the two women would have no chance of survival.
But if he didn't leave, he had no idea what the front-desk girl in the secret room would do.
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and go, don't forget we are soldiers, sacrificing ourselves for the country is our destiny, we must not let them succeed!"
Zhao Jiaqi's talismans flew out of her hands, striking the sculptures.
But they only managed to shake the adversaries a dozen meters or so; they didn't even fall over.
"Right, you go quickly, we'll find a way to protect ourselves!"
Xu Zhi Rou's situation was even more troublesome.
Wielding a combat knife, she was entirely reliant on close combat.
She didn't even have a chance to fight back.
"I'll get you to the car first, you find a way to leave..."
Lin Fan couldn't possibly leave the two women to fend for themselves.
