Sweat, best not to offend a nurse.
At this moment, Orange came in with a shotgun, blasting away at the bloody pulp of a humanoid with a barrage of shots. Civilian bullets might not be fatal to the prosthetic bodies of corporate goons, but getting smacked in the face with them still hurt like hell, reawakening the unconscious Campbell over and over, only for him to be stunned by his own electricity, truly going through hell and back.
Then Orange tied up her hair and dragged over a firefighter's axe, "Just kill him directly?"
Li Pan thought for a moment, long nights breed bad dreams, might as well deal with him while the Ye Clan hasn't reacted yet, but just to be safe.
"There's a building nearby that can block signals, take him there to handle it."
Orange had been out of breath all night, as long as she got to watch the guy die, she had no objections.
So the two of them bagged Campbell in a sack, drove him to Ghost Building.
