Bang!
A bullet fired from a mud brick house dozens of meters to the right rear hit Li God Doctor's head directly, blowing off his skull.
Thud!
Li God Doctor fell to the ground dead, bright red blood sprayed out, falling onto the snow, as if a plum blossom tree suddenly grew there.
Whoosh!
The whole place erupted into chaos; people instinctively bent down and ducked, running for shelter in the houses nearby.
"Quick, protect me!"
Zhao Decheng yelled, clutching his head. After he ran a few steps, he noticed that Lin Baici stood still, unmoving, staring intently in the direction from which the bullet had come.
Isn't that too brave?
Did he have the courage of a dragon and the heart of a tiger in him?
Quan Sangin ran a few steps with his head down, catching sight of Lin Baici not moving. He also instinctively stopped, wanting to stand up straight.
If Lin Baici didn't run and he hid, wouldn't that make him look incompetent by comparison?
