The gang leader's eyes flickered to his companion's death. Startled, he flexed his arm, attempting to use the black man in front as a meat shield to retreat from the room.
From behind his waist, the black man produced an Uzi submachine gun, unlocked the safety, and unleashed a burst of fire into the gang leader's belly.
Amidst the soft thuds of bullets penetrating flesh, the gang leader's expression froze, his body shook, blood spattered, and stained his clothes.
The newbies had never encountered a gunfight. Although they held guns, the sight of a corpse and the ferocious face of the black man sent them retreating in fear, hiding to the sides.
The black man, with his rich experience, held the corpse with one hand as a meat shield. After firing a few shots and dispersing the enemies at the door, he pursued them, catching sight of a tall and handsome young man with an expressionless face, swinging a tactical straight knife in counter-motion.
