The streetlights in the small village were few, and the alleyways were even more dimly lit.
A black hawk perched next to a trash can in a dark alley. As a truck drove by, a figure emerged in the alley, crashing heavily onto the cardboard boxes.
In the moment he was shot and dropped from the building, Li Changhe grabbed the wall with his [Magnetic Gloves], then propelled off the wall to activate [Shadow Step] and return to the ground.
Finally, he hid under a truck waiting at a red light, used his [Magnetic Gloves] to cling to the underside of the truck, and successfully put some distance between them.
"Fuck the Great Wall!" Li Changhe's voice was hoarse and his face somewhat pale.
The bullet hadn't hit him directly, but merely grazing him was enough to tear a hole in Li Changhe's 12-point physique.
A large hole was torn in his left shoulder, and the helmet he was wearing was shattered too.
Now, Li Changhe felt his mind growing fuzzy.
