Even without warning, he would fire two shots, bullets bursting forth with formidable power from the brass knuckles.
Such a guy could easily be called a Hexagon Fighter.
He held a dagger, which was simply not suitable for battling this kind of obese warrior.
But Gao Xin's eyes were fierce, "No, I can defeat him!"
"Just help me stop him, don't let him get away."
Kerry's mouth twitched, then he said, "Alright, I'll go downstairs to block him, and you drive him down here."
With that, he went to the second floor alone.
Gao Xin frowned, suspecting that this guy might have agreed with his mouth but was actually going to snatch the katana instead?
They were merely passing acquaintances, cooperating temporarily.
Well, he was enough on his own.
Gao Xin pursued at full speed, and although Fat Pig needed to search for Glass Man, he was still caught up.
Gao Xin snorted coldly, swinging his katana down from behind.
