Chapter 221: Four Kills, Trouble, Running Out of Body Bags (First Subscription Bonus 8)_2

Brian looked down at his chest.

Clumps of blood slowly seeped out from his white shirt, dying his costly shirt into a garment of blood.

The other three finally reacted, preparing to shoot.

In their subconscious, at this distance and with so many guns, a normal person would be a dead end.

Unfortunately, Brian didn't give them another chance.

Evidence left,

Brian stopped toying with kids.

He flashed forward, appeared in front of the leading officer, and slapped him across the face.

With a smack,

The man's head burst open like a watermelon, drenching his three colleagues in a mess.

They looked on in stunned silence at what had just unfolded before them.

Were they dreaming?

Just one slap, just one slap!

Their colleague's head had exploded!

Even as corrupt cops with a history of violence and blood on their hands, the shock of this exaggerated scene had them frozen.

Too weak.

Brian's right hand produced three afterimages.