Twenty meters.
Fifteen meters.
Ten meters.
"Why haven't I seen you before?" Diller slowly began, yet he did not look up, "A height of 6'10" is quite uncommon for a waiter; I should have remembered you."
He lifted his head and looked towards Lang Tai's direction. The waiter had already lowered his head slightly, his face completely obscured, so Diller scoffed, "Just as I thought."
Then, with a small wave of his hand, a special machine gun with two square barrels popped out from the side of the lab.
"Rat-a-tat-tat—" The machine gun fired without hesitation, the bullets single-shot electric shock bullets, featuring a voltage that could instantaneously paralyze any enemy upon contact.
Diller was actually quite interested in finding out the origin of this guy, so his intention was to capture him alive.
However, when that waiter once again raised his head, Diller changed his mind.
It was the furry face of a wolf with two eyes emanating a sinister crimson light.
