Bang, bang, bang, the gunshots echoed around the hollow supermarket, sounding exceptionally sharp.
"Zhao Jingye, have you gone mad?" The bald man on patrol jumps in fright, questioning, but all he gets in response is a spine-chilling shadow laugh from behind. Before he could turn around, a chunky object smashes into his waist and tosses him towards the shelves.
"Damn, there're two." Zhao Jingye heard the commotion from the bald man's side and his face turns pale. Furthermore, the Shadow Barbie on his arm resists the gunshot and lunges towards his neck, which terrifies him further.
Zhao Jingye sidesteps, but it's in vain. The Shadow Barbie's hands clamp onto his neck, choking him to the point he can barely breathe. In this moment of calamity, Captain Zhao extraordinarily keeps his cool. His left hand grabs its hair and yanks down while his right hand lifts the gun to its head and pulls the trigger.
