Xiao Mei and Mo Lingling on his shoulders were the first to react.
They quickly responded.
Reaching out to protect on both sides of A'niu.
A'niu hastily ran forward.
"Hold on, I'll get you out," he said.
Not far behind, Murong Jiang was slowly sinking.
Suddenly, someone violently pulled him up.
"The boss said you're still useful," they said.
The person flying through the air, carrying Murong Jiang, flew toward a spot not far away.
A'niu saw the water-spouting dragon head and leaped forcefully.
The sound of gunfire continued to ring in his ears.
Xiao Mei and Mo Lingling kept waving their hands.
Their level of cultivation wasn't very high; they simply couldn't block the bullets.
They only wanted to use their bodies as shields.
To prevent the bullets from hitting A'niu.
The atmosphere on the scene was tense and fierce.
When A'niu grabbed the dragon head,
not a single bullet had hit him.
"What lousy marksmanship," A'niu taunted aloud.