Gao Guang retreated, not bothering to check if he had been shot; he just leaned against the wall and started panting.
Some regrets, but more of a sense of relief.
Gao Guang finally dared to face off against that sharpshooter at a long distance.
Though he never admitted he was afraid of the sharpshooter, whether it was regarded as apprehension or caution, wasn't it all just fear in the end?
Now that it was over, a shot fired, and Gao Guang's mind was clear.
At medium range, he had a direct confrontation with the world's strongest gunman.
Although he didn't kill the opponent, Gao Guang didn't die either, and most importantly, he hit the target, so he could proudly claim he won.
Even if he couldn't say he won, at least Gao Guang could say he remained undefeated in a direct conversation with the world's number one.
With a loud blast, a vehicle from Black Box was blown up.
The explosion awakened Gao Guang, still mired in mixed feelings of regret and joy.
