"Bang~"
A dull sound came.
Su Changxing sniped the gladiatorial slave running on the street in the distance, as easily as killing an ordinary person. Everywhere he looked was within his attack range.
The lethal combination of "Concentrating" and "Gunfire Judgment" was terrifying. Even an Extraordinary of Tier Eight would fall to a single shot if hit in a critical point.
"Stay vigilant, there are too many of these lunatics and we can't clear them all. We can only push forward."
Su Changxing turned his head to tell Deng Yiming.
So far, he had sniped seven or eight such gladiatorial slaves, most of them Tier Eight, usually taken down with a clean shot before they realized it.
And once they sensed danger, it would become difficult for Su Changxing to snipe them from a distance, given the complex urban terrain and ample cover.
Deng Yiming, with bloodshot eyes, said:
