Brother Shi exchanged a glance, then was the first to raise his weapon, desperately trying to recall his brother's face, attempting to let his brother's death ease his own fears. Ghost Head and Wu Zhixiong also pointed their guns at that "sergeant."
"Let's die together then, at least on the Underworld Road we won't be lonely."
"Agreed!"
"Hahaha."
The three exchanged a few simple words, but how could they simply die by the hands of that fake sergeant? Behind their backs, they had already stealthily taken out the previously distributed destroyers, thumbs pressed on the valves, ready to open them the moment that guy dared to come over, perishing alongside this fake sergeant!
The three were prepared to die, everything depended on that guy rushing over to launch a fierce attack, yet unexpectedly, after waiting for some time, the opponent showed no further movements, just stood silently ten meters away, maintaining that eerie smile with no changes, like a still image frozen in place.
