The gunfire this time was more intense than any before, and it was clear that the enemy had learned of the unexpected situation here by some means and had quickly come rushing over.
After all, attacking a grand music concert meant that the terrorists were certainly not few in number, and from the weapons they carried, it was evident that these people were definitely professional mercenaries, or even soldiers from other countries.
After all, ordinary terrorists rarely use tandem magazines, let alone manually pasted tandem magazines.
"Bro, it's too late, what do we do now?" Zhang Li had become anxious.
He fired into the sky to scare off the civilians trying to snatch the guns, then said in a low tone, "Bro, how about I distract them, and you protect the family."
Zhang Li's life had been even more tragic than Lin Mo's past experiences, having finally found a group of family members willing to treat him sincerely after decades of upheaval, which moved him greatly.