She had to be dead this time, right?!
All things considered, Madame Gao had used her decrepit five-hundred-year-old body to tank four of Leon's Spirit Bullets. If that still didn't kill her, Kingpin would cry out loud!
"As they say, fortune favors the bold! No, wait—as they say, pull weeds out by the roots. Strike while he's sick and take his life."
Drawing his twin guns again, Leon activated his berserker mode.
He sprayed into the smoke and dust for over ten seconds. Since [Ebony—I vory] used Leon's spiritual power as ammunition, they were basically infinite-ammo guns to some extent. His spiritual power would recover anyway, so what was there to fear in firing a little longer? He could treat it as target practice and get his feel back!
Thinking that, Leon kept firing for another ten seconds.
"Mm, she's definitely dead this time."
She really was dead.
She had died especially miserably.
Leon almost didn't dare look.
Seriously, couldn't you have done anything else? You just had to send people to burn down my house. If you hadn't come up with such a rotten idea, you wouldn't have so many holes in you now.
"You brought this upon yourself. Don't blame me."
Having dealt with Madame Gao, Leon finally had time to turn back to the matter of Black Sky.
Now, no one should be able to interrupt him.
Since Leon had circled around earlier to separate Madame Gao from the stone platform, when she had used her qi shield to push him backward, she had pinned him against the edge of the platform. At that moment, Leon's back was pressed tightly against it.
Bracing himself with an elbow, Leon turned around and faced the stone platform.
Then...
They stared at each other.
Hm?
Leon craned his neck back