"I'm just support staff, don't kill me."
Staring at the dark muzzle, the Ming Group gunman shouted in terror.
"Don't worry, I won't kill so easily. Crippling your legs today can be considered a lesson for you."
Tang Ming coldly smiled, removed the clip from the gun, tossed the gun on the ground, and shot the other with the electronic gun before turning away.
"Who the hell is that bastard?"
After regaining mobility, the Ming Group member endured the pain, trying to pull his legs out from among the branches, but the leg bones were pierced, making it impossible to move; the more he tried, the more it hurt, and eventually, he fainted from the pain.
This time, Tang Ming was truly furious, mainly because these people brought real guns and even injured Shen Yan. If he showed mercy again, who knows what might happen next, so he decided to take them down one by one.
By the rushing river, two Red Team members covered each other as they approached the riverbank.
