Die!
The fourth Monkey Man hadn't even managed to spout a line that Song Yun couldn't understand before Song Yun's flying kick struck him to the ground.
Five down and four out, but there was still one left!
That person decisively pulled the trigger.
Bam.
The AK47's muzzle erupted with flashes of fire.
Almost at the exact moment the AK47 fired, Song Yun grabbed the barrel, yanking it to the side while his other hand seized the gun's owner.
Chokehold.
Crack.
With just two simple moves, the gun's owner was lifeless. The leader in the shit-green army coat had just attempted to rise when Judge's hand pressed against his throat, leaving him only wide-eyed in disbelief at the scene before him.
"Bastard."
Seeing someone already lying in a pool of blood, Song Yun's rage flared up. Although he and Judge were fast enough, it was no match for the enemy's numbers. That burst of bullets had successfully hit someone!
