No matter how much Li Xiaohuan yelled on the mountain, it was useless, nobody listened to him. Even when Li Xiaohuan fired two shots into the sky, it still had no effect.
Unable to tolerate it any longer, he grabbed someone nearby and shot him in the head directly. Blood splattered all over his face, and the ground was filled with white and red fluids.
This gunshot indeed worked, as everyone around him instantly jumped to the side, staring at Li Xiaohuan with horrified expressions. The incident rippled outwards through the crowd.
Gradually, everyone stopped, and the mountain instantly fell silent.
"Don't you fucking have ears? I told all of you to quiet down, stop firing," Li Xiaohuan screamed.
Everyone glanced at Li Xiaohuan and then at the corpse on the ground, secretly relieved, glad they had been far away from Li Xiaohuan; otherwise, it could have been them lying there.
"See, those bastards stopped firing a while ago," Li Xiaohuan said irritably.
