A gun!
This outsider has a gun!
The expression on Secret Agent Amir's face froze. He immediately reached for his gun.
Shen Feng casually pointed his weapon and pulled the trigger.
"PFFT..."
The silenced bullet made only a soft sound as Amir's head instantly burst open.
The others immediately froze, their hands stopping mid-reach for their own weapons. They didn't dare move another inch.
What shocked the nearby guards even more was Shen Feng's marksmanship—it was impossibly precise!
Although they had guns, bullets were an incredibly precious commodity. Many of them would go their whole lives without firing a real shot, using only models for training.
