Lamu was startled. He only had one arm left. Not only was he holding onto a torch but he also had a big bag under his arm. He had lost all courage the instant Manavia got killed. He screamed as he ran away into the tunnel. But gunshots came from behind him at the same time. Several bullets hit his back and almost made him trip. Though he definitely undergone some enhancement and kept on running despite the shots. He disappeared from their sight within several seconds.
Honglu sighed as he put down the gun. “The guns from this era is too weak, with subpar accuracies and strong recoils. My whole hand feels numb. The loudness of the shots are still ringing in my ears. Heng, say something!”
Heng was vomiting on the ground. He stood up feebly after a while. “Wait. Wait for me. I’ll go find a torch.”
