Just a few seconds ago, they were completely confident that Ron Do would stop Chen Zheng. But now? Chen Zheng was actually standing right before them?
"Chen... Chen Zheng... No, please don't kill me!" someone finally shrieked in terror.
"Ah!" Another frantically pulled out a gun and shot wildly at Chen Zheng.
CLICK! CLICK!
The gun was empty.
Yet Chen Zheng still stood behind the gate, the powerful bullets hovering motionlessly in the air before him.
TING! TING! TING!
The bullets fell like raindrops, their crisp sounds echoing through the air. To the men, however, those sounds were like cold blades piercing their hearts.
"Die," Chen Zheng said, his voice concise and decisive as he waved his hand lightly.
His power cut through the air like an invisible sword. Sword Qi shot through the safe house like a vicious storm.
PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!
A series of soft thuds, the sound of lives fading away, echoed in the room.
"Ugh... ah... Hgh..."
