"Zhao Zili, wait!"
No sooner had the pretty girl's words fallen than she was faced with a blast from the Gatling gun.
"A greeting gift, you're welcome."
Zhao Zili said in a very calm voice, but didn't stop moving. Instead, he continued to walk forward, sweeping the Endless Mercy Gatling towards the cars that had stopped in the middle of the street. Yet, no one retreated. Instead, more people surged towards him.
Zhao Zili's situation seemed to have spread, as nearby residents and shopkeepers poured out to look for him, and Zhao Zili was easy to find—the 'chachacha' sound of the Gatling gun firing, like a giant woodpecker healing the Earth.
Having had her face swept by Zhao Zili, the girl in the Black Body Armor was momentarily stunned, then immediately took out her phone to check herself.
"I just dyed my hair yesterday!"
