This sudden event left everyone utterly shocked.
Everyone looked toward that direction, but they could see nothing.
"It's a long-range sniper."
Fu Chi steadied himself, his thin lips moved as he spoke in a chilly voice.
As soon as he finished speaking.
The bullets flew again.
Completely disrupting their rhythm.
They could only keep retreating.
Fu Mingxiu, who was nearby, took advantage of this break and didn't hesitate to start running.
However, he had only run a few meters when a cold flash from behind cruelly embedded itself in his thigh, piercing right through and staining a patch of flesh a violent red.
"Ah!"
The man's agonized scream echoed in the air.
He fell heavily onto the ground, his leg bone as if it had been cruelly severed by that strange knife, causing him intense pain to the point of near unconsciousness.
The blood, a violent red, stained the ground beneath him.