Fear

Chapter 697: Fear

Those things had clearly never expected one of their own to suddenly turn against them, so they were caught off guard when Zhang Heng charged in. What caught them even more off guard was the submachine gun in his hands.

With gun control stricter than ever, it was undoubtedly extremely difficult for an ordinary person to get hold of a firearm, let alone a high school student like Zhang Heng. And his remarkably accurate shooting made it even harder to associate him with a high schooler.

The security guards outside Workshop No. 3 were completely stunned by Zhang Heng's first volley. Ordinary people would have been finished right there, but fortunately for these aliens, human bodies were merely like clothes to them. As long as their true bodies did not suffer fatal injuries, they would not die, and even if their clothes were torn, they could still keep wearing them.

In fact, among the ten people who had charged at him, one lucky fellow who had only been shot in the chest and leg still managed to reach Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng did not finish him off with another shot. There was less than twenty centimeters between the man's head and his muzzle, and at that distance, he could not possibly miss. However, considering there were still plenty of enemies behind him, Zhang Heng decided to conserve ammunition.

After all, the submachine gun in his hands had been assembled from LEGO bricks and only had one magazine.

So Zhang Heng used the submachine gun to block the hand reaching for him. Before the guy could celebrate, a cold gleam flashed from Zhang Heng's other hand, and Small Knife had already plunged into his temple.

Zhang Heng pulled out the knife, drawing a string of blood droplets with