Clearly, the other party was very dissatisfied with Li Ang's mockery. The half-man stuck to the moth's back began to scream incessantly, while the moth beneath him buzzed, its wings fluttering rapidly as it shook slightly in place. After adjusting its stance, it extended its spear-like tubular mouthpart and charged toward Li Ang with the force of a full-throttle motorcycle.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Three rifle bullets struck the moth's hemispherical head with precision, smashing the large lepidopteran insect's head into its chest cavity.
Its body trembled. It plunged downwards, crashing onto the corridor floor and rolling forward several times, carried by inertia.
"Aaargh..."
As the moth died, the half-man's screams also grew faint.
Li Ang casually fired a bullet into his forehead. He then added a few more shots to the spine and neck to silence him completely.
"This weak?"
Wanli Fengdao's brow furrowed. This isn't good...
