The man with glasses sat embarrassedly behind the iron gate, his face ashen as he surveyed the surrounding members. Luo Ming poked his head out to have a look, then turned back with a complex expression and said, "Captain, we lost three men and five are injured... Zhang Xi has taken people to guard the corridor entrance. If they dare to come in, those traps will activate one after another..." He glanced uneasily at the man with glasses' shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Captain, are you okay?"
The man with glasses gave him a grim look and suddenly snapped, "Do I look okay to you?" He panted angrily, leaning back against the wall, then turned his gaze to his own wound. Though it was just a graze, the power of the sniper bullet still turned half his body red.
