Baiyu blew at the smokeless barrel of the gun.
The group of newcomers, who were initially brimming with excitement, hesitated and looked at the strange large handgun in Baiyu's hand, then at Li Mingfeng's corpse slowly disappearing, unsure what to say.
Baiyu had clearly appeared ready for hand-to-hand combat just now!
Yet.
This bastard stopped halfway, suddenly pulled out the gun, and shot Li Mingfeng in the head, catching everyone off guard.
Dammit.
Sneaky guy!
This guy was never good at close combat; that reckless demeanor was entirely an act, even his Martial Intent was just for intimidation.
He intended to solve Li Mingfeng with a gun from the very start.
"Cheating, he actually brought a gun in!"
"Yeah, none of us brought weapons, so why does he get to?!"
Someone shouted from the surrounding crowd.