Even though they are still under the effects of the concussion grenade, out opponents were already hurrying back up to their feet. But we already took the initiative, plus my people were already streaming into the warehouse, this was going to be a massacre.
I narrowed my eyes, keeping my focus sharp as I puked the triggers on both guns. My aim was impeccable as I got headshots every time. I have no idea what the bullets in this gun are made from, but every headshot doesn't leave much behind, just a neck. Nuwa and Nezha were besides me, ice and fire flying every which way as people got burnt or frozen in seconds.
