In that split second, countless thoughts raced through Qian Cangyi's mind.
He too had noticed something unusual about Little Drilling Wind. The blood on the latter's hand was Tong Bo's. It was almost dried up, but now all of it seemed to have a life of its own and was burrowing into Little Drilling Wind's arm.
Without any hesitation, Little Drilling Wind's hand pulled the trigger.
This time, however, the bullet didn't fire from Qian Cangyi's hand, instead it was headed for him.
The distance between them wasn't more than two meters. Considering the precision of a handgun, the chances of missed shots were very slim.
Leader of the Time Tomb gang.
It is the second time that Qian Cangyi used his skills in a short period of time. Most of his green health points were used up during his encounter with Tong Xiang. Using it again, his health points almost instantly reached the red-green gradient.
The breeze paused, the falling leaves lingered.
