In the blink of an eye.
Halfway through his pounce, Brother Biao suddenly noticed Lu Bai's head turning toward him.
And the smile on Lu Bai's face was exceptionally bright.
Something was wrong?!
His extensive combat experience told Brother Biao something was amiss, but it was already too late.
Flash Time, activated.
Everything before Lu Bai's eyes quietly froze in place.
He shifted the muzzle, even taking the time to step toward Brother Biao before pulling the trigger.
Bang!
The gunshot rang out without warning.
After firing, Lu Bai shifted to the side, moving half a step out of the way.
A Prison Guard's service pistol naturally couldn't match the large-caliber rifles used on the battlefield.
But a shot to a vital spot was still more than deadly enough.
The pistol's impact didn't stop Brother Biao's forward momentum.
Even after being shot, he continued hurtling forward, driven by inertia. He slammed face-first into the floor and rolled several times, unable to stop himself.
Brother Shrimp, who had earlier been carried to the edge of the dance floor by two security guards, stood rooted to the spot.
He had no idea what had happened. He hadn't even known when Brother Biao showed up, so naturally he hadn't noticed what Lu Bai had done.
He'd heard only a single gunshot, then seen Snake's Red Pole, Brother Biao, rolling across the floor like a soccer ball.
Lu Bai glanced at Brother Shrimp and gestured for him to go hide somewhere nearby.
He knew it wasn't over yet.
That shot had definitely hit Brother Biao.
But...
"What just happened?"
Brother Biao struggled to his feet and gritted his teeth as he dug the bullet out of his skull.
Several streams of blood gushed haphazardly from the wound, making him look rather horrifying.
Lu Bai