The Moses on the ground suddenly swept, kicking him down, and lunged like a tiger, forcefully stabbing down the sharp stone in his hand.
The little leader was stabbed in the throat, his eyes widened, and he died on the spot.
Gripping the blood-soaked sharp stone, Moses struggled to stand up, the subordinate standing not far away, watched the man's face illuminated by the firelight, meeting his deathly cold eyes, and instantly lost all fighting spirit.
Shot in the chest, yet still capable of killing?!
Is he even human?
Turning around, he quickly fled to the other side of the slope.
Moses swayed his body, too weak to chase after him, having just stood up on sheer willpower, and now he was on the verge of collapsing.
"Uncle Moses!"
Gan Tang ran over with a gun, supporting his arm, but being small and weak, she couldn't hold his body, and they both fell onto the sand slope together.
"Gun..."
Moses weakly spoke, and Gan Tang hurriedly shoved the gun into his hand.
