After a moment of resistance, the Corbinese were defeated, fleeing for their lives, retreating into the building.
All around, corpses were scattered and smoke filled the air.
BANG!
Another shot rang out, killing a Henderson Syndicate gunman who tried to flee into the building.
I surveyed the surroundings, frowning slightly.
The scene was indeed quite appalling.
But soon, my eyes turned cold and fierce again. These were all enemies, and moreover, they were all vicious members of the underworld, so it didn't matter how many were killed.
Today, if I didn't kill these people, tomorrow they could very well go to Arcadia and do evil.
I tossed the gun aside, lifted my head, and glanced at the towering skyscraper ahead.
With a cold snort, I strode over.
As I approached the entrance of the Summit Tower, I suddenly heard a series of whooshing sounds. Suddenly, shadows leapt from the ground, numbering sixty or seventy.
