"Get on it! Everyone, fucking charge!"
Hovering behind the car and taking a deep breath, Lille waved his hand, summoning his underlings to surge forward using their prosthetics or guns, whichever they had.
Crack!
A loud noise erupted as something slammed into a body, bones and prosthetics crunching under the impact, Lille lifted his head to see one of his underlings slammed by a car door.
He turned and looked up to see Jack tearing off two more car doors, using them as bulletproof shields while charging towards them like a bulldozer!
The Tiger Claw Gang's heavyweight looked like a sumo wrestler; with a serious expression, he clapped his hands and then braced himself—
Bang!
The bulldozer, Jack, collided fiercely with him, and the Tiger Claw Gang's gunfire halted:
The sumo wrestler was pushed back, the ground cracking under his feet, his robust legs trembling, sparking with electrical energy—
Crack.
Finally, he steadied himself.
