Poisoned, And A Retreat

"Combat Gun Arts!"

She charged towards David once more, like a white shadow in the wind.

David raised his right fist again to use his most familiar stance: Scorching Fury when Suddenly, he felt a numb sensation at the back of his waist.

"What?! There's poison!"

With his waist suddenly losing strength, he could not even maintain the basic stance.

It was too late for him to do anything about it, so he could only use all of his strength to block with his arms raised.

Bang bang bang!

A series of gunshots rang out and David violently smashed into the wall behind him. Three beams erupted and three large holes were lodged in both of his arms, the right side of his face, and his abdomen. He could feel a metallic taste in his mouth.

"Damn it! The handgun is too close, and not ordinary too!"