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"Demons, those are demons, so many arms..."
"Run!"
"Oh God, open your eyes and see."
"I don't want to die."
...
As Zhou Ping'an advanced, the rapid movement of his arms created multiple afterimages in front of and beside him.
The bullets were sprayed from the guns with incredible speed.
Often the uniformed officers had just raised their weapons, not yet taken aim, when they were already shot between the eyes.
In front and behind, swathes of comrades fell together.
They had no idea where the bullets were coming from.
They couldn't possibly imagine that someone could fire two pistols with the speed of a machine gun.
And every single bullet hit its target without fail.
His actions were fast, his shots incredibly accurate, and his neural response time was almost measured in microseconds...
Put together, this made him a reaper.
In the face of this test of life, even the most fearless fighters from the Security Special Combat units in Proluo State quickly fell apart.
