"Damn it, we're under attack! We're under attack!"
"Who is it? Who the hell is targeting the Black Bear Company?!"
Seeing the man lying dead with his head blown apart, the crowd cried out in alarm. They were terrified, sensing waves of deathly menace hanging in the air.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
As time passed, the poison in their bodies began to take effect. Five or six of the weaker martial artists screamed and collapsed to the ground, coughing up black blood and dying on the spot.
Even those who didn't die felt a violent pain in their guts, as if blades were twisting inside them. It was as though they were enduring the most brutal torture in the world.
Supervisor Dai An suffered the same agony. His face was deathly pale, sweat beaded on his forehead, and his whole body trembled. The poison was so potent that even his true qi couldn't drive it out.
"Contact headquarters immediately! Tell the boss to avenge us! Avenge us!" A gangster collapsed to the ground and cried out desperately, his voice turning into a shrill scream as he neared death.
Several men immediately tried to take out their Communicators and contact the others.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In an instant, three streaks of black light shot out, tearing through the air with terrifying force. They pierced the three gangsters' throats in a flash.
Blood trickled onto the ground.
They clutched their pierced throats, their hands covered in blood. Terror filled their eyes as they tried to say something, but air leaked from their necks, and they couldn't utter a word.
With a thud, the men collapsed to the ground, dead.
"Damn sneak-attacking coward! Was that you?"
Dai An was both shocked and furious, enraged beyond measure. He endured the intense pain wracking his body