Brother Biao's full-force tackle sent the unlucky security guard into immediate unconsciousness, leaving him no chance to prove who he was.
In such pitch darkness, Brother Biao naturally didn't think anything was wrong. Excitedly, he punched the security guard hard in the stomach.
The excruciating pain jolted the unlucky guard awake, but all he could do was scream at the top of his lungs.
And the more the guard screamed, the more excited Brother Biao became. He kept punching him without pause, finding the torment exceptionally pleasurable.
He laughed loudly as he punched.
"Ke ke ke! Kid, you're still too green! There's no shame in trickery. This is how we Snakes do things!"
To be honest, even Lu Bai could barely stand watching.
To keep the unlucky guard from being beaten to death, he had no choice but to step closer, raise his gun to the back of Brother Biao's head, and pull the trigger.
It was worth noting that Lu Bai had already shot Brother Biao in the back of the head once before.
This shot hit the same spot again, leaving Brother Biao instantly dazed. His grip loosened, and the unlucky guard slipped from his hands.
His whole body went limp, and a faint groan escaped his mouth, too weak to form a complete sentence.
Colorless, transparent cerebrospinal fluid was still leaking from the bullet hole in the back of his head.
The brain was the most complex organ in the human body. Even the slightest injury could have a tremendous effect on the body.
That was exactly what was happening to Brother Biao. He even felt that he could no longer control his body properly. He tried to raise a hand, but lifted his right leg instead.
Lu Bai waited a moment, and once he was sure