In the park, sirens were blaring.
Perhaps because these enterprises contributed tremendous tax revenue to the city.
The so-called park had its own enclosed ecosystem; the enterprises seemed to enjoy certain privileges. In each small building, many armed personnel were present.
"Da da da... da da da..." Gunfire erupted.
Bullets from all over the park made Chen Hai somewhat unable to defend against every shot.
Rifle bullets fired from AKs tore several large holes in his white T-shirt, making him look like a beggar.
Seeing his clothes in tatters, Chen Hai simply stripped off his top and proceeded forward bare-chested.
More bullets struck his back.
It felt as if someone were throwing shells at him, hitting his body.
Chen Hai could dodge, but he was just too lazy to do so.
Of course, if the bullets were aimed at his lower body, he would still dodged a bit.
