Extra, Chapter 425: Then Die! (2)
Kang Chan couldn’t count how many enemies were squeezing out of the three trucks, but there had to be at least twenty people per truck.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
You motherfuckers! If you want to die so fucking badly, then be my guest!
Strangely, the more he pulled the trigger, the more venomous he felt. To see his enemies throw away their lives so flippantly made him furious. How could they lunge at him in the bright moonlight just to have a shot at slitting his throat with their gleaming blades?
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Kang Chan killed one enemy after another, sending them falling backward with every pull of the trigger.
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Enzo stood with his hand on the machine gun, staring at Kang Chan in amazement.
They were well over a hundred meters away from their opponents. Firing the three-kilogram FAMAS rifle in a standing position from here was no easy feat.