Admiral Laris stopped in his tracks, clutching his chest and bending over painfully. His subordinate ran over to support him. "Mr. Admiral, could you have already been shot? He didn't count to three yet…"
Admiral Laris only had one thought on his mind right now—He Zhichu meant what he said: he would shoot at him. The moment he looked down, he already saw that the other man's scope had targeted a little red dot onto his heart! Laris didn't know what kind of weapon He Zhichu used so that merely locking on the target enabled exertion of immense pressure. He felt like his heart had suddenly jumped to a strangely quick rate, and his blood vessels were about to burst. He didn't dare move another step, so he allowed his subordinates to carry him off just like that.
