Warlord

Returning to the staircase of the main hall, Zero said seriously, “I’ll go lure them away. You guys wait for the opportunity to leave from the other direction.”

“This is too dangerous.” Mony shook her head.

With an irrefutable tone, Zero said, “This is the only way, otherwise none of us will be able to escape.”

After saying that, he picked up Colt and was about to head towards the entrance of the hall. Someone suddenly grabbed her wrist. Zero turned his head and saw Atasha.

The African woman said seriously, “I’ll help you!”

Zero did not object. Atasha’s speed and ability were on par with his. It would be for the best if he had her help. Thus, he said, “Remember to follow me closely later. If you have the chance, it would be best to snatch the other party’s firearms and ammunition.”

“I don’t use a gun,” she said.

“I need it.” His M500 revolver has been fired. He only had three sniper shells on him. He had originally planned to go to the city’s weapon store to buy new battle uniforms and to replenish ammunition. It seemed that his plan had failed. Now Zero only hoped that in the chaos of the meeting, if he could give one of the bullets to the opposing commander, then his escape would be much smoother.

Inside the tactical telescope, the hotel’s door was dimly lit, making it impossible to see anything.