The robber was too slow to respond, and in his panic, he tried to use his gun to block, but his movements were still half a beat too late. The fruit knife swiftly sliced open the robber's throat, spraying out a streak of blood. Luo Zheng, having succeeded, rolled to the ground, just narrowly avoiding several bullets and breaking out in a cold sweat.
Hearing Lan Xue's gun roaring, Luo Zheng dared not hesitate, rolling towards another robber, grabbing the man's leg and hurling him at the shooting robbers, then quickly getting up. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lan Xue firing with an icy expression, motionless, like a War Goddess, providing him cover.
