Behind him, more than twenty people stood with tense expressions, each holding a rifle, the dark barrels aimed at him.
What's going on here?
Jiang Chuan was shocked to his core, and the words he had prepared in his mind instantly vanished like smoke, finally breaking the calm on his face.
However, just at this moment.
Bang.
A bullet suddenly hit the ground next to him, sparking a flash.
As the gunshot exploded in his ears, Jiang Chuan instinctively rolled on the ground, his heart pounding as if it would burst from his chest, and a layer of cold sweat instantly soaked his back.
"Turn off the safety! We haven't confirmed if it's an Infected Body yet, who authorized you to fire?"
Long quickly walked up from behind, heavily slapping the shooter on the back of the head, his tone scolding.
