"Damn it. How could a Gang Qi Martial Artist show up in a godforsaken shithole like this?"
'He hesitated, debating whether to act. If he left any traces, escaping would become exponentially harder. He just wanted to advance to the Eighth Realm, not get himself killed...'
"Ah..."
Tao Lang struggled to remove the blade aura pinning him in place, his hands covered in blood.
"I'll kill you... you scum of the Illuminati..."
He pushed aside the rubble in front of him and took the super-powered weapon from the hands of Platoon Leader Li Cunliang. He carefully found an angle and slowly began to infuse the bullet with his Inner Qi.
Tao Lang didn't have a Class B weapons permit, but he had received relevant training at school and had excelled.
