Edward held his breath as the gunshots were getting closer and closer.
He was listening carefully to the footsteps.
There should be three people approaching. On top of that, he had killed two people just now, and there should be one left from that group.
He held his gun up and kept his cool.
Now, it was a one versus three, so they should still have a chance of winning.
He listened to the sound of their footsteps, and according to the speed at which they were approaching, he chanted in his heart, "Three, two, one!"
Edward suddenly stretched out his body.
Facing the three people who suddenly approached, he aimed his gun at their heads and flipped on the ground agilely. The gunshot sounded three times.
The three of them had their guns in their hands, but all of them fell to the ground without pulling the trigger.
Edward rolled over and got up. However, just as he stood up, his expression darkened.
