His right mechanical prosthetic arm was hit, and even the cybernetic arm took heavy fire and was riddled with holes, with wires inside sparking with electricity.
"Help... help me take it off!..."
"There's an electric leak inside!..." Jiese's lips trembled constantly, his whole body shaking incessantly.
Click.
Su Ziyu glanced over and directly reached out to remove Jiese's right mechanical prosthetic arm. His complexion finally returned to normal, and he cursed, "Damn it! If I hadn't used my arm to block it, I might have died!"
The recent gunfight didn't last long.
This kind of modern warfare erupts with intense violence; after a round of firepower, nobody can withstand it, not even Su Ziyu dared to recklessly expose himself.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Just when Su Ziyu thought the battle was over, gunfire broke out again from behind. Jiese, next to him, was stunned before his face changed dramatically, saying, "Is it coming from the Chinese District?"
