"Kill!" Peng Gang suddenly stood up, lifted the riot shield, and charged forward.
"Damn, wait for me." Lao Yao scrambled to his feet, and then he saw Peng Gang freeze in place, holding up the riot shield and looking to his right, his eyes nearly bulging out as if he had seen something incredible.
"What's wrong, what's wrong!" Lao Yao asked anxiously, but Peng Gang remained silent. Cautiously, Lao Yao approached, peeked out, and was also stunned.
All he saw was a corridor smeared with blood and several dismembered bodies scattered about, while the walls, barring some burn marks, showed no signs of struggle.
In the remaining glow of flames, Li Ming was wiping a metal folding knife in his hand.
"Sorry, just borrowing this for a moment," he said, catching sight of Lao Yao, showing only his head, and tossed the metal folding knife over.
"No, no problem..." Lao Yao swallowed hard, having heard that Li Ming had previously fought three F-class Life Forms and killed them all.
