He clenched the palm of his right hand that had regrown, and a fierce smile spread across Brian's face.
Forgot.
He was no good man either!
Stripping off his clothes.
Wrapping his bulletproof vest tightly around his right palm, Brian beckoned to the monster that had yet to attack: "Come on, I want to see who is fiercer, you or me!"
The monster seemed to have some sort of warning ability; his sniper rifle's magazine was empty from the previous engagement, now he was left with only close-quarters combat!
"Roar~"
The monster roared angrily, yet dared not approach any closer, and opened its mouth to actually shoot out a green liquid orb, crossing over thirty meters with precision towards Brian's location.
However, this thing's flying speed was not even a third of a regular handgun bullet.
In Brian's eyes, the green venom orb's flight was slow; he even had time to kick a severed palm on the ground to his feet and to toss the sniper rifle aside before swiftly dodging.
Sizz~
