His words had barely faded when Yunji's hand had already swung down heavily. Accompanied by a series of explosions, a volley was fired again, the scene obscured by white fog. Yichuan Long was hit by several bullets, pain making him groan, his body trembling as he half-kneeled on the ground.
"Brother, brother, ahhh!!!" Yichuan Ying shrieked again, her cries desperate, but this time she couldn't struggle anymore, for Hu Daoke had already used zip ties to bind her hands behind her back; there was no way she could break free.
"Enough, Yichuan Long, what exactly are you fighting for?" Cheng Ziang questioned loudly, his eyes slowly beginning to redden.
"Isn't it obvious..." Despite being shot multiple times, Yichuan Long still stood unwaveringly. Even though both legs had been shot, he still forced himself to slowly stand up, though his legs trembled continuously.