The scarred man always maintained a distance from us with an unchanging expression, even when his subordinates died one after the other. I thought he was afraid of our combat skills and did not approach us because he did not wish to die, so I never expected him to take out a gun from his suit. Bringing a gun to a blade fight was just too much.
The scarred man aimed the gun’s muzzle at Viper with a wooden expression. However, Viper failed to notice this turn of events as she was looking in the opposite direction.
“f**k! Watch out!”
I bent my knees and pounced toward Viper immediately, feeling shocked internally. Viper turned back to look at me and realized what was happening after blanking out for a moment.
Bang!
A gunshot echoed throughout the parking lot and triggered the alarms of a
