A police handgun equipped with rubber bullets won't cause fatal injuries beyond five meters, so he had no psychological pressure pulling the trigger.
"Bang——"
The gunshot sounded, causing the broad-shouldered man's shoulder to tilt backward. However, his face didn't change, as if the gunshot hadn't caused any harm at all.
The sturdy man also looked at the patrol officer, hurling his ax with full force directly at the officer. He stepped forward to pull out the ax, swinging it continuously. The patrol officer was quickly silenced.
The surrounding onlookers screamed in terror, scattering like birds and beasts. They had never imagined such a horrific scene could happen.
The burly axemen rushed out of storefronts on the street, regrouping around the wooden figure leading them. They exchanged glances with each other, quickly confirming that their target was not there. Then the wooden figure pulled out a mirror from his pocket, staring at the figure in it.
