In many battles, victory and defeat were decided in an instant. After the flash grenade blinded them for a short while, Lizard knew that he was done for. He was extremely frightened and started shooting randomly. "Who is it?"
In response to his panicked gunshots, there were extremely calm and composed gunshots. It was like a countdown to death. With every sound, someone would fall.
Later, there were no more gunshots. He was the only one left, and he had run out of bullets. His painful eyes began to be able to see blurrily, and he sniffed a sweet fragrance. Then, extreme pain erupted from his hands, and he screamed.
However, his cries were quickly blocked. His mouth was stuffed with something cold and hard, which directly pressed against his throat, making him want to vomit out of reflex.
It was a gun.
