How could a dozen thugs guarding the checkpoint stand against Luo Zheng's swift shooting? Before he even finished the clip, they were all down on the ground, wailing in agony, each shot in the leg, blood gushing out. These men usually bullied others but had never faced such a fierce character, they were stunned by Luo Zheng's bloody methods, terrified to the bone; they dared not resist, even forgot to warn others, desperately pressing their wounds, faces as pale as paper.
Luo Zheng ignored these men and marched forward. More people appeared with various weapons while patrolling, but they were all cold weapons. Luo Zheng charged at them and attacked, bang bang bang—bullets bit into flesh. With merciful intent, he avoided hitting fatal areas, but he scared these people away like startled birds.
