It had to be said that when Fang Zheng launched his attack, Gin and the others were truly taken by surprise.
Most importantly—they had never expected him to actually dare do this!
There were three of them, while he was alone. So why did it suddenly feel like they were the ones being surrounded?
But at that moment, the battle had already begun.
Gunfire rang out, and muzzle flashes burst everywhere.
Gin, Vodka, and Vermouth hurriedly raised their guns and fired at Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng, meanwhile, strode forward slowly, extending both hands to either side and unleashing a barrage of fire. Under his suppression, the three could only hide behind their car, unable to move.
That was right. This was the feeling.
Standing in the parking lot, Fang Zheng was in an exceptionally good mood. He could feel an invisible pressure rising from all directions whenever he pulled the trigger again, pressing down upon him. But this time, the moment that mysterious force touched his body, it scattered like a breeze.
Awesome!
It seemed his deduction had been correct. As "main storyline characters" in this world, those three were indeed protected by the World Will. But Fang Zheng was no longer some useless cop or random passerby. He was 47, another protagonist!
No matter how important the main storyline characters were, they were still just NPCs. How could they compare with a protagonist?
Of course they couldn't!
Without the World Will suppressing him, Fang Zheng was finally able to display his true strength. He would not be screwed over as badly as he had been the first time he encountered Gin. Wielding Silver Dancer, he fired shot after shot. With every movement he made, streaks of fire appeared before him, blooming and vanishing like fireworks.
"Damn it, Boss, why