There's still a snake…
Below the mask, Huai Shi couldn't help but sigh with helplessness.
Under the control of Red Gloves, the Python slowly constricted, as if it wanted to crush his bones bit by bit, even specifically binding his left hand, leaving him no chance to move.
The handgun fell to the ground.
"I admit, I almost… lost to you, just by a little…" Red Gloves, dragging a leg that had been shot, staggered forward, his ferocious face full of chilling grimness and cruelty. "But, all those strange little tricks of yours, they end here."
With that, he slowly lifted the fish tank in his hand, showing him the last remaining fish fry inside.
"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you. After all, even I rarely get the chance to turn Sublimators into fish bait…"
As he spoke, Source Substance continuously surged in the fish tank in his hand.
