"There's a problem, the sense of danger from the 'Foresight' kicked in!" The thought emerged in Gu Shanhai's mind.
He then gritted his teeth, snatched the Gatling gun from Xiang Ting's grasp and tossed it into his portable laboratory, and went on to snatch the ammunition belt and grenades from the other's waist.
But as there was no time to spare, he only managed to grab a meager amount.
Only three bullets and one grenade.
However, it was enough for him. Having taken these, he turned and fled.
Though killing was convenient, he noticed that someone was pursuing him. He didn't want to gamble on whether the tracker was from Xiang Ting's power group. If so, they were bound to chase after him for killing one of their own. On the other hand, if he didn't kill the assailant, they were more likely to focus on rescuing Xiang Ting.
Although there was a small chance they would still pursue him, he didn't want to take the risk or waste time.
