"FUCK, don't I have any human rights?" Tang Zheng used the suitcase as a shield in front of him, as bullets hit it, creating several bullet holes.
"Don't kill me!" The American guy screamed, and Tang Zheng also pulled out his handgun, releasing a barrage of bullets at them.
The Special Agent's head was blown off, Corpse collapsed, while the others, hearing the commotion but too late to respond, thought they had killed their target. But upon kicking in the Wristwatch, they discovered the blonde young man still going at it with the prostitute, with bullets suspended all around them.
"Game over!" As the young man uttered those words, the bullets reversed course, striking back and killing the Special Agents.
The prostitute glanced backwards, saw the corpses, and her legs encased in silk stockings completely gave out, causing her to sit down.
"You're not undercover, are you?" The young man grabbed the prostitute's hair, dragging her out without any rush to escape.
