Marseille Turn at the Brink of Death! (Part 2)

In the dimly-lit police station, barbed wires and crates were haphazardly strewn about.

Thud thud thud!

Frantic footsteps echoed in the back storeroom, giving off a sense of anxious urgency!

"Too bad, Vic got caught red-handed!"

"He was careless. He thought his opponents were too busy looting to bother with him."

"Yup, Vic might have bitten off more than he can chew. On the other hand, the player from TSM was rather assertive, and on top of that, Vic's luck was pretty bad. There wasn't a single gun in that half of the storeroom."

"Oh! There's a pistol in front of him. Think he'll pick it up?"

In the caster's screen, Liu Zilang was seen escaping from the back storeroom to the front entrance. He saw the pistol in front of him and cursed his luck.

P1911 vs S1897!

'How the geoduck am I supposed to fight with that?'