Bang!
Watching those red-faced men disappear, Duan Yu collapsed onto the ground, holding his shotgun.
The cold snow stung his skin as Duan Yu struggled to get up. He couldn't stay here long; the city defense forces would be here any minute.
Relying on the city defense forces for justice was clearly impossible. They might even find him a nuisance and get rid of him directly.
Propping himself up with his shotgun, Duan Yu staggered towards the nearby alley.
Those red-faced men had captured him. Maybe because he looked weak, they tossed him into the alley afterward.
The shotgun in Duan Yu's hands was seized moments after he woke up, using every ounce of his strength.
Which led to what happened just now.
Those red-faced burly men fled in panic before they could pick up their guns, and there were still two shotguns left in the alley. Duan Yu planned to take them all as weapons for self-defense.
