Dotas lowered his head, staring at the pitch-black blade with his mouth agape as if he wanted to say something, but in the next moment, the longsword flicked upward.
Thud!
Rat Street 'Contact Person's' body was split in half.
Thump!
The whole body fell to the ground, convulsing as his breath gradually faded.
The longsword didn't stop; after the flick, it drew a graceful arc, and the two desperados closest to Dotas clutched their necks and fell.
The remaining three desperados finally reacted at this time.
Almost instinctively, they huddled together.
Then—
A gigantic muzzle aimed at them.
Bang!
The Thunder Gun roared like a small cannon.
Seven bullets shrouded the three men, followed by the sound of flesh and blood striking.
The three desperados fell to the ground with their bodies riddled with holes.
