Su Xiao tilted his head and glanced at the reserve Death God, D·Assassin appearing in his hand.
Poof.
After the faint gunshot, that reserve Death God staggered back half a step, then toppled straight backwards, finally collapsing without a sound.
One exchange upon meeting and the reserve Death God turned into a corpse. Su Xiao had no idea whether the guy wanted him to stand still, or lie down on the ground.
The stench of blood spread, and many civilians on the street witnessed the scene.
"Ah!"
A sharp female scream shattered the lively atmosphere around them, and the pedestrians on the street began swarming in one direction.
In less than ten seconds, there were only two people left on the nearby street: Su Xiao and a middle‑aged Big Mom. It wasn't that she didn't want to run, her legs were simply too weak from fear to move.
Big Mom had probably been through big ups and downs in life; her eyes rolled back and she keeled over in a faint. That was a very smart move.
