Jiang Siming now suspected this guy had switched over from CF.
The kind who held down the left mouse button with a DP-28 and never let go.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, the DP-28 upstairs finally quieted down, and the gunfire stopped at last.
The audience all breathed a sigh of relief. He must have finally run out of bullets, right?
Jiang Siming had already rushed upstairs.
At this point, anyone would have assumed that Frieza's machine gun was out of bullets.
But the guy had pulled a trick. He had deliberately saved ten rounds, pretending to be completely out of ammunition to lure Jiang Siming into taking the bait.
The moment Jiang Siming reached the second floor, he saw a figure fleeing toward the balcony with his back to him.
Old Jiang naturally wasn't about to let him go and resolutely chased after him.
Frieza, who was running away, heard the footsteps behind him and revealed a smug smile.
This was exactly what he had been waiting for.
By the time Frieza reached the balcony, the footsteps behind him were already right on his heels.
Frieza suddenly spun around and struck like Guan Yu with a returning slash!
He would use his opponent's false sense of security and carelessness to catch him off guard and win with an unexpected move!
Frieza could already envision Jiang Siming being riddled with bullets by his final ten rounds.
"He'll definitely be frantic and furious, regretting it like crazy, right? Hahaha, I'll become the first person in the world to defeat Jiang Siming head-on! After this battle, the whole world will know my name!"
Frieza was smug, but the gun in his hands remained unnaturally steady. Even a Level 3 vest couldn't withstand ten rounds.
He was certain Jiang Siming was