"Cough cough..."
The middle-aged man staggered, his eyes filled with alarm.
The soldiers he had brought with him were decimated in just a moment, with over ninety percent casualties. The last three formed a circle in front of the middle-aged man, desperately firing their guns.
Unfortunately...
The hail of bullets was completely ineffective against Pei Jinye.
"You have a decent talent, are you an avatar?" Pei Jinye raised an eyebrow, looking at the stumbling, retreating middle-aged man with interest. As he spoke, his figure vanished from the spot.
As his voice still hung in the air, a soldier on the left was sent flying. The one in the middle raised his gun to shoot, but a hand pushed it away, redirecting the gun toward a comrade.
He had no time to retract his hand.
The trigger was pulled.
His teammate was shot multiple times and died on the spot.
The shooting soldier's eyes widened in horror at the sight.
"You killed your own teammate, does that hurt?"