The sniper was shocked. Just moments ago, Jiang Chuan was still over ten meters away. How was he suddenly right in front of him in the blink of an eye?
The sniper had no time to think and raised his hand to pull the trigger.
However, when he exerted force with his finger, he was horrified to find that he couldn't pull the trigger!
He looked down and was even more astonished.
One of Jiang Chuan's fingers had slipped through the trigger guard, jamming it completely.
In other words, he couldn't pull the trigger to shoot at all.
"I just told you, your best option is to surrender, or you're courting death!"
Jiang Chuan's voice was icy cold, and the sniper actually felt a trace of fear, this fear made him feel disturbed.
Immediately, he decisively discarded the gun, quickly pulled out a cold-glorious dagger from his waist, and tightened his arm, using all his strength to stab at Jiang Chuan's throat.
"Your speed is too slow!"
