No quarter given!
Kun Qianxi roared in the wind.
Four bodyguards filed out, pursuing Wu Jie and Tang Xiao through the window from which they had escaped.
The sea breeze howled.
The moist and fishy sea breeze gushed through the window with a howl.
It quickly dispersed the explosive gunpowder and dust in the room, and the pungent smell of the smoke was no longer detectable.
The grenade that had been thrown must have caused extremely severe casualties.
So...
Down the corridor outside, heart-wrenching wails and screams could be heard.
Reality isn't like the movies or TV dramas.
A grenade explosion produces numerous high-speed fragments and a powerful shock wave.
In front of it, the flesh and blood of humans are extremely fragile.
Being directly killed is better, no more pain to endure.
The cruelest part is not being hit in a vital area, but rather having high-speed shrapnel embed in the body.
Or, being blown up so badly that limbs are severed.
The pain is excruciating.
