End of the First Half, and Gains

Luke shook out his arms, and the leader and the guard whom he had been using as cover fell to the ground, their bodies riddled with bullets.

Crossing his arms, he slowly tucked the two Glocks back under his armpits. He took another step toward the southwest passage, leaving the hall that was filled with screams and groans.

He didn't move quickly, and was limping again.

When he walked out of the hall, the few guards who were still alive and could shoot kept quiet from fear.

Although the man's back was facing them, and he was staggering as if he was about to collapse, they didn't have the courage to open fire.

They could only watch as the person disappeared down the passage. Only then did they let out long breaths and soft sighs in unison.

"Quick, call for help."

"Who is he? Who is he?"

"Mom, I want to retire. I'm never going to be in a gang again."

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