Soon, he dug out a gun from under the rubble.
As soon as it was in his hand, Diablo seemed to find an outlet.
The fear that had been building up in his heart suddenly poured out, his expression turning fierce.
Diablo didn't hesitate. He gripped the gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger at Zhang Beixing.
"Die!"
"BANG, BANG, BANG—"
Diablo fired three bullets, the last remaining in the gun.
Seeing this, Zhang Beixing didn't even dodge. After all, when you have so many lice, a few more bites don't matter. He was in too deep to care about a few more.
He merely sank his breath into his Dantian.
"THUD, THUD, THUD—"
The bullets embedded themselves in Zhang Beixing's body with muffled sounds.
Diablo's eyes lit up at the sight. He thought his desperate gamble had paid off.
But the next second, Zhang Beixing merely grunted, "Hmph!"
His body paused for a moment, then he resumed his stride towards Diablo.
