Bang!!!
The gunshot exploded, and all the Gerba clansmen shivered all over, their eyes blood-red!
Their tribe's benefactor had been shot dead right before their eyes, an act that no member of the Gerba could tolerate!
The old chieftain and Bag exchanged glances; they were about to rebel on the spot, but just then, they realized that all had become quiet in this place. The rebels' eyes were fixed on the building as if frozen in time, their faces wearing an expression of utter horror!
Hm?
The old chieftain and Bag were taken aback and quickly turned to look, only to jump in shock!
Smoke was still rising from the barrel of He Ba's gun, but his arm had been tightly grasped, pulling the shooting direction off slightly.
What was truly horrifying was He Ba's neck, gripped by a hand so hard that his throat had been crushed, and his face still had an expression of intense disbelief, as if he had seen a devil.
