A bloodstained severed leg flew past the Korean woman's ear, sending her screaming loudly, seemingly drained of all strength, her legs went weak, and she crashed to the ground.
"Don't kill me!" The woman, seeing that Tang Zheng was aiming his gun at her, pleaded for mercy regardless of her twisted ankle.
"Jing Xiang, grab her." The woman was wearing Primary Protective Clothing, obviously a Newbie, Tang Zheng couldn't bother wasting time on her, and he also planned to take a Captive. He told Jing Xiang, then vaulted off the war chariot and sprinted after the guy in the lead.
"Troublesome!" Seeing that the Chinese youth wouldn't give up, Kim Taewook felt frustrated, especially because of the Heavy Magnetostorm Rifle in the opponent's hands. However, there was one piece of good news—the opponent had voluntarily left the war chariot.
