It must be those guys who escaped and called for reinforcements.
Bai Xiaosheng pondered for a moment, glanced back inside the room, and said in a deep voice, "We can't leave yet."
Inside, there were two innocent girls.
"There are many of them; if you don't leave now, it will be too late." Mollya said urgently, "Besides, they are likely coming with guns."
On the last sentence, Mollya emphasized with heavy stress.
Even a strong man, when faced with firearms, is still just flesh and blood.
Bai Xiaosheng glanced around and saw a rough wooden target nearby, with thick iron sheets shaped like darts, more like crude throwing knives. He immediately walked over and silently collected them.
Lin Weiwei didn't say a word and went straight to the counter, collecting the scattered throwing knives there as well.
Seeing this scene, Mollya widened her eyes in shock.
"Are you planning to use those things against their guns?"
