Reliable

On the second floor, Fierce Tiger tossed out several High-Explosive Grenades, then picked up the Light Machine Gun.

"Ah! Go to hell!"

With a loud roar, he didn't even bother to check whether Qin Muse had been blown up. He leaped out and opened fire down the hallway.

Flames erupted from the muzzle, lighting up the dark hallway completely. Shell casings kept popping out of the Light Machine Gun and clattering to the floor.

"Dead?"

After firing for only a few seconds, Fierce Tiger stopped and scanned the hallway with complete focus.

By now, large sections of the floor in the hallway had collapsed from the earlier explosions. The acrid smell of gunpowder hung in the air. He looked around, but there was no sign of Qin Muse.

"Did she get blown downstairs?"

Fierce Tiger muttered to himself, not daring to let his guard down. His eyes kept sweeping the area as he swung the Light Machine Gun from side to side, ready to shoot at the slightest sound.

He walked step by step toward the collapsed section of floor, wanting to confirm whether Qin Muse was dead.

The second floor was relatively quiet. Outside, on the first floor, the gunfire continued, growing more intense.

"Kid, are you dead or not?"

"If you're not dead, come out and face me in a straight-up gunfight!!!" Fierce Tiger taunted as he walked, his attention growing more focused.

When he reached the first room, Fierce Tiger suddenly turned around and opened fire on the door.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat-!

The already battered door was instantly shot to pieces.

In the flashes from the gunfire, he could just make out that no one was hiding inside the room.

"Not hiding in there..." Fierce Tiger muttered to himself.

But just then, he suddenly sensed something was wrong!

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