The first thing he felt was his heartbeat. It was like thunder from the heavens striking his chest cavity, resonating and pounding as if to tear his ribcage apart, turning all his blood into wildly flowing molten lava.
The instant contraction of muscle fibers exploded outward, bringing indescribable strength and speed, propelling Huai Shi through the storm and downpour like black ink extending through mist.
In an instant of deathly stillness, thunder rumbled again in the sky dome.
Accompanied by overlapping bursts of gunfire.
The moment Huai Shi leaped out, the surrounding mercenaries pulled their triggers without hesitation. A crisscrossing web of firepower instantly enveloped the young man's shadow.
Even though his route was so erratic.
Huai Shi only had a moment to dodge before all his escape routes were sealed. On top of the Humvee, the machine gun was already rotating again, aiming at the sprinting youth.
The trigger was about to be pulled.
